Son (on his 15th Birthday)

Son,

Enjoy your youth.
It goes so fast.
So long those years

Where days used to last
Like years all to themselves.
When not a care

Tarnished your dreams.
Hang on to those dreams
As long as you can.

Fold them up.
Cary them away.

And in those spare moments,
Which are few and far between,
Unfold those swans and zebras,

Let them roam again.
Down through the savanna,
Roam you once again.

Take your dreams with you.
Never leave them behind.

Love your father and mother.




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Location:Home

Lewishsm Hospital

Lewisham Hospital
Red beard riding his cycle
Up past Lewisham Hospital

So easy to call them other names
Those people, with no place to go

The lost, the driftwood, the twin Sams.
Gathered around that street bench.

What they do there?
Who knows?

Even in the cold of December,
They drift there.

What they do there?
I doubt, they even know.

Them poor lost souls.


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