Son
I have no son
But I am a son
To a man who had no one?
I am his son
He gave me his name
I am his first son
Having the same name
I am Jr. His son
His life time of work
All that he’s done
It’s quite the name
I have to live up to.
After all the good
He has done
I haven’t done so well
I find it hard-
As I have gone along
Life is hard
Either you win or lose
I can never out due him
Never come close to him
But I find finally
I am happy just being
His Son

Written By William J Breen Jr
Published July 2013
From  (From The Edge)
Signature Poem

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