A poem about growing up.
Father to son
The time has come for you my son
to stand and leave your home
for life is ment for living
outside, married or on your own
you must be your own master
you must be your own king
so my son the time has come
for you to do your own thing.
Son to father
Thank you dad for helping me
to understand my fate
i realise its time to go
no longer time to wait
for this i leave you nothing
and that i plainly see
for now my father time has come
for you to depend on me….
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