Dear Son
A TFP poem
Dear Son
The bathtub can
overflow forever.
The sun can hide
and we won’t seek.
The moon can jump
over the cow.
And the oceans
and seas can run dry.
But my love for you,
the you I love,
Will always and forever
be, dear son.
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Powerful. So good.
Thanks, brother. Means a great deal to me coming from you.