To My Son

by David R Merry   Jan 15, 2006


PAST:2003
I`m taking back those promises, the ones i gave with rum,
I`ll recoil from you, all privileges, make no mistake my son!
You`re giving off mixed messages, and control drama scenes,
When placing down the seeds of life, don't stamp upon your dreams.

PRESENT:2004
You have this place inside of you, a place of make believe,
And thats OK, i`ve been there too, and set my soul free!
Though remember life's a journey, and involves catastrophe,
So do as you will, and harm no other, thats my philosophy!

FUTURE:
Occasionally you`ll crave nostalgia, from a dreamy breeze!
And recite back to this couplet script, to realize what i mean!
For i am always here, and never gone, if only in thought i mean!
And if you need a guide? then find a shade, afoot the willow trees!

Copyright ©2004 David R Merry

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