Pizza Box Poem

Love

He who is me, but not me,

Forever a child but then again so much more. 

You are he who will carry forward all,

A force in a world that constantly redefines all that is previous.

Fragile, but so very strong, so adaptable.

My boy. 

My Love. 

My Hope

From Autumn to Spring.

Be strong, be kind, and always remember, 

take time to love.


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