Saturday, August 26, 2006

8.25.2006 On Your Way

My oldest son
My first born son

A loner by nature
Buried deep in a book
Lost in imagination
Dreaming of your current obsession

Quick to catch on
Slow to laugh at yourself
Lazy like a summer day
Warm as a cozy fire

A mass of contradictions
Moods changing like lightning
Searching for your identity
On your way to be a man


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