My Fathers Only Son

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Baggy jeans, short cropped hair, and dirty faces Cheeks puffed wide I follow your shadow I match you stride for stride Child’s pure delight Mother calls in from the yard My hair is ruffled, successes is found A child’s grin responds Our love is showed not spoken, a man’s secret code As time goes by and age it shows I pick up your dreams, I cast solid, meeting every challenge … But something’s changed Hair falls in face as a glance is cast his way Were walking where I strode after you Hand in hand softly talking no boisterous yells A kiss is passed….. I’m blushing in purely female fashion

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September 14, 2006 05:56lost the lonely dead

its...good i had to read it twice i think i like it, its top 13, why 13 well it sounded good, i love the 'our love is shouwn not spoken a mans secret code' and the last line made me snicker *thumbs up*

September 20, 2006 20:13Faith

I like it... especially the last line. Although it also confuses me...