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Monday, June 14, 2010

A Poem to My Son

How do you identify a son?
By genetics, yes, but that is hardly the last word.
A father and son have a bond that transcends listings,
There are the times spent together, the fond memories,
And memories of occasional strife,
Yet past any transitory breach there is a rock-solid hold,
Firmly grounding two mortals of separate generations,
Binding each to each with intertwined memory, method, and madness,
The solidifying convergence of shared experiences and kept promises--
Only the greatest test remains: Do they, in love's way,
Take each other for granted?

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