#134 An Old Soul

He wants to be just like his father 
An artist, like his father is
He writes beautiful songs and poetry
Because his father did

He is kind and soft and heart broken 
He loves the art of life
Too bad for his future kids
Too bad for his future wife. 

There the similarities end
And he doesn't know where the stands
His father clings there face-to-face
With a 14-year-old man. 

Slowly he lets down his hands
And lets his father free
No longer waiting for a sign
Of what he's supposed to be. 

And shining there in black and white
A thick, free-standing door
He crosses the threshold, waves good-bye
A little boy no more.

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