A Finish Line

The thoughts of a Thirteen year old

man. Fully mature he tells

himself. In reality, his mind is

infantile.

 

Real men are full of 

kindness. His father knows, this is

priceless. 

 

No, he is not

mightless. Papa knows what

might is.

This poem is about: 
My family

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