my boy

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The young boy looks with big shiny eyes

He sees it all and more.

What does it mean, why does it happen?

Questions fill his head

And thoughts his mind.

~~

He wants to remain small,

Looked after and protected

Glancing back at me, he searches for reason

Or is it reassurance?

~~

Confident of his ability

The boy understands what’s expected

I know, I know – he answers

But let me do it my way – he pleads.

~~

My boy is already a man

A man who wants to make his mark

And stand his ground.

The audience applauds, enjoying his act

but little do they know, his is the real pleasure.

~~

Happy Birthday, Small. xxx 

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  1. Tal

    Hi! I am Tammy C’s friend in Cape Town, Love this poem. Happy bday to your boy! X Tal

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