Roman Kurywczak
01-17-2011, 09:14 PM
Dang.......I am gety a bit sappy as I get older! I have no idea where this is coming from.......yeah, I went to art school......but the written word has never been my strong suit. Some will say that the spoken word hasn't been a strength either:wh.......As my other life as a union carpenter in NJ......we have a very different vocabulary!:2eyes2: I have realized quite a while ago, how powerful words are.....both good and bad. This big, bad, sap from NJ.....really is his fathers son.....wanted to share this with you and him. From my parents 50th last year.
A Fathers’ Son
I looked at you, with awe filled eyes
<O:pMy superhero, a nightmares demise
Protector from villains, youths' innocence
<O:pTeenage tormentor, lifes quirky penance
<O:pAnger and rage, replaced not too soon
<O:pBoth wisdom and vision, I claim as my own
<O:pReflection and years, make me reflect
<O:pChoices I’ve made, make me cringe and deflect
Time magnifies, paths that I’ve chose
Vividly clarifies, decisions you’ve sewn
<O:pAll too often, the glory eludes
<O:pI am proud to call myself, my father’s son<O:p
A Fathers’ Son
I looked at you, with awe filled eyes
<O:pMy superhero, a nightmares demise
Protector from villains, youths' innocence
<O:pTeenage tormentor, lifes quirky penance
<O:pAnger and rage, replaced not too soon
<O:pBoth wisdom and vision, I claim as my own
<O:pReflection and years, make me reflect
<O:pChoices I’ve made, make me cringe and deflect
Time magnifies, paths that I’ve chose
Vividly clarifies, decisions you’ve sewn
<O:pAll too often, the glory eludes
<O:pI am proud to call myself, my father’s son<O:p