May 2021
out there as the frost melts off starry eyed Lad 13
***** cheeks
bulgin at the seams pushin boundries cussin ,
chewin, perusing every female from His age up to 50 fightin everone .
every thing
honery
mad at the world
voice changing immature
growin like a ****
B.M.O.C.
raw strength and so fill of pride he cant hide it
Un concerned Dads watchin Him
sorta metaphorically
only he can see when its time to step in
cause hes walked a mile or two 2 in his shoes
puberty pimples and rage has set in
hes gotta give him room to bleed
he listens to his boy as if hes a childhood friend
lets him have full cart blanc in gesture and speach
makes him
feel like hes in
his click
young and tuff!
makes the boy
feel at ease , old - er
and tuff
at this point on this crisp spring day
both smillin
ahhh those Irish eyes
closer than they've ever been
emotionally pretty close to the same age
suns beatin down hot shirts off
Dads playin hookey
met the boy at school with beef jerky
quarter ounce of ***
and a half rack of ice cold 18 ounce Raineers
and there off up on the mountain somewhere smokin a joint laughin sweatin
catchin brookies up by top of the world !
as it was later known to be
but at this point it was known as the ****** ponds up the road from the Rossinger store
and although
we had been there and many times since
some how I knew and I think he did too
we both lavished and whole heartedly savored every minute of those days
I was thinkin I Was a Man
He was feelin like a Kid
we flipped the bird to the world and nothin could touch that
He was the toughest *******
and the coolest
He got a little long in the tooth but never lost his edge
a full fledged Mosquito
it saddens me that there arent many around that knows what that means
my Father
told his companion
not to say a thing ..
to me
. of
.. his ...
cancer
didnt want me to suffer
****** Cancer
He died not wanting to burden me
a week before Christmas this year . Im numb
it hurts so bad
i wanna packit up take out a few enemies and fade and be done
then I feel the sun
oh I can smell the beer
see his loving eyes and here him say Awe
I love you Son.
and then I look at my Son .
I still have time to run with him awhile and try to build with him some memories
I will always love you Dad
not a minute goes by. I miss you
***** cheeks
bulgin at the seams pushin boundries cussin ,
chewin, perusing every female from His age up to 50 fightin everone .
every thing
honery
mad at the world
voice changing immature
growin like a ****
B.M.O.C.
raw strength and so fill of pride he cant hide it
Un concerned Dads watchin Him
sorta metaphorically
only he can see when its time to step in
cause hes walked a mile or two 2 in his shoes
puberty pimples and rage has set in
hes gotta give him room to bleed
he listens to his boy as if hes a childhood friend
lets him have full cart blanc in gesture and speach
makes him
feel like hes in
his click
young and tuff!
makes the boy
feel at ease , old - er
and tuff
at this point on this crisp spring day
both smillin
ahhh those Irish eyes
closer than they've ever been
emotionally pretty close to the same age
suns beatin down hot shirts off
Dads playin hookey
met the boy at school with beef jerky
quarter ounce of ***
and a half rack of ice cold 18 ounce Raineers
and there off up on the mountain somewhere smokin a joint laughin sweatin
catchin brookies up by top of the world !
as it was later known to be
but at this point it was known as the ****** ponds up the road from the Rossinger store
and although
we had been there and many times since
some how I knew and I think he did too
we both lavished and whole heartedly savored every minute of those days
I was thinkin I Was a Man
He was feelin like a Kid
we flipped the bird to the world and nothin could touch that
He was the toughest *******
and the coolest
He got a little long in the tooth but never lost his edge
a full fledged Mosquito
it saddens me that there arent many around that knows what that means
my Father
told his companion
not to say a thing ..
to me
. of
.. his ...
cancer
didnt want me to suffer
****** Cancer
He died not wanting to burden me
a week before Christmas this year . Im numb
it hurts so bad
i wanna packit up take out a few enemies and fade and be done
then I feel the sun
oh I can smell the beer
see his loving eyes and here him say Awe
I love you Son.
and then I look at my Son .
I still have time to run with him awhile and try to build with him some memories
I will always love you Dad
not a minute goes by. I miss you
