Sycamore, my brother, my child
How I long to be connected with you,
and we are, I do know,
but life is so funny, so fragile, so fast,
how do I keep up and let the moments last?
I find myself so wrapped up in me
that it becomes hard to just float
with you.
So many things in my mind come and go,
the days are broken yet very sweet.
I am looking for peace within myself
so that I can live in the moment with you.
I know it is hard to understand
why sometimes I am here
and others I am gone.
Always I love you. You have my respect.
I admire you so,
your strength and your ways.
Can you feel it, young boy,
do you know where I stand?
I hope so because you deserve so much,
it is my intention, my lasting hope,
that you feel this man who is now your father,
to understand the love that pours forth
and shines upon you.
I will continue to strive to be here for you.
I will continue to love you as this life unfolds
and I will pray that when you look back
you will be able to know that your father
was always so proud to be
connected to YOU.
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