My Son

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    This poem was written when a little boy that i considered my son was taken away from me. I raised him from two months in his mother stomach. Even though you can no longer be in my life I will forever love you Duane Julius.

    My Son

    17 years old and I finally lost my son
    Two years down the drain by the words "im done"
    Sitting here plotting murders, swearing to the creater of the sun
    The smiles and the laughter, to hell with the fun
    17 years old and I finally lost my son
    I have done nothing but love him, what have I done
    I made a mistake early, but thought I was okay
    Wrapped up with the fact she was pregnant, she then controlled what I say
    Never knew these things would happen, never knew I would live this day
    Lost my little boy, never wanted it to end this way
    I made a mistake early, but thought it was okay
    Wrapped up in the fact that she was pregnant, now there's nothing left to say
    I miss the times we used to play, I als remember your feet
    The long nights when you were sick and the long playful days in the heat
    We used to roam around, sit in the park and watch cars on the street
    You made me mad and also happy, with us there was no defeat
    I miss the time we used to play, I also remember you and your feet
    The long nights when you were sick and the long playful days in the heat
    I will forever love you, the sparkle in your eye
    Everyday I grow sadder, a little piece of me dies
    The softness of your touch, as on me your body lies
    All your cute little laughs and even your high pitch cries
    I will forever love you, the sparkle in your eyes
    Everyday I grow sadder, a little piece of me dies.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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