First Son Growing Poem by Donal Mahoney
First Son Growing
n the long run
the boy will be worth
all the misery
I've caused you,
all the grief.
If only for his smile,
yours, I know.
If only for his eyes,
mine, I know.
But his eyes,
they have your smile,
brighter than a rainbow,
streaming through them,
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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4/16/2024 10:15:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice reflective piece. Well done!