Becoming Dad

Life is like a dream,

a dream in which,

you cannot hit pause.

Life is like preasure,

the kind that looms over your head.

As a child you look up in to clouds,

as the clouds look down they pass on their experience.

Some good, some bad.

Life is like a tree.

You start small, and with love you grow.

Realize,

Realize that one day you will be a big tree.

Realize,

Realize the preasure to plant you own seed.

When i was no longer looking up at the clouds,

and staring down at my seed,

was when i realized,

i was the the big grown tree,

looking down at my baby seed.