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Lessons

Writer: Chris Worley
Chris Worley
Aug 26
1 min read

Look at my son, isn’t he beautiful

Innocent, loving, depending on me for everything

Look at my daddy, isn’t he beautiful

Strong, loving, growing and protecting me in all things


Look at my son, how smart he is becoming

Learning the lessons of books at school

Of life from me and mommy

Look at my daddy, the best man on earth

Teaching me to grow to become, guiding me to my future


I hope and strive to be just like him

Look at my son so soft so tender so vulnerable

I am overwhelmed with love and hope for him

….

Daddy, daddy sometimes I’m scared

Sometimes it seems you’re here, but not here

I have heard noises at night daddy

Mommy covered my ears one night and I wanted you so badly

I was afraid for mommy and you

I heard you and mommy talking loudly, meanly to each other

Why is that daddy ... it makes me afraid


Are you angry at me, am I not enough

You’re the one who keeps me safe and warm

You make me glow and growI need you and mommy

I love you and mommy


Look at me daddy, I am your best

Am I your worst

  

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