Father Son


We are different,
yet alike.
Like the cars,
on the turnpike.
One is tall.
One is Strong.
One is smart.
One is wrong.
Eye to Eye,
we can not see.
Heart to Heart,
can it be?
Blood Father, Blood Son.
You and Me.

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