Letter to a Son

Dear son, 

from the kid of his own old man. 

Things have gotten fuzzier as days roll by

Along the old winding patters of hard, wet sand. 

I was once your age no matter the time 

Unless you end up older than me on my last day. 

I think about how far you'll go, 

Especially on the days that I am away. 

How far I went with my dad by my side

Showed me the man I wished to be. 

As I now stand right by his side, 

I hope you feel the same about me. 

So know I love your smile and frown, 

the confusion embedded in your deep eyes.

For I saw you in your first day, 

and found the reason of my life. 

Love, 

the son of a father.