Words Of Gratitude
I’ve had some mentores I adored and had others who left me bored
to pick just one is a hefty task but thankfully I chose to bask
In the glory of every story
Pops told me night or morning I payed attention never snoring
Through his advice I started scoring so wrestling matches we started recording
When writing rhymes he helped me too as if he gets everything I aspire to do
Gave me wisdom whenever I need so all my doubts could be deleted
He showed me that I’d meet defeat and mistakes shouldn’t repeat
He said every loss hides a lesson son try your best in every session
He showed me how to topple each peak and made sure I progressed each week
If I hit a hurdle we’d sit and tweak he also made sure I wasn’t scared to be unique
Put your mind to every goal see through the fumes from burning coal
find the spark that ignites your soul work and grind to pay the toll
Son time is valuable I’m sure you know there's no need to rush find your flow
Move at the pace that is your own before you know it you’ll also be grown
This is a poem to honor the man who helped me write the blueprints to each plan
When things got dark you showed me the fire after each of our talks you’d always inspire
Now I have the will to fight for what I desire I was aimed at the top but now I’ll reach higher
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