With love, To my son


One of these days, my son, you'll learn
To appreciate life the way it is
And hard to replace will be the bliss
No matter what and how much you earn

It may take a month, a year or decade
But once achieved, it will never fade
Bank balance or credit cards won't matter then
The only thing you seek will be solemn

And don't you take too long, oh my son
To understand when God does show you the turn
Because that will be time for your caravan
Right and wrong for you to discern

One of these days, my son, you'll learn
To appreciate life the way it is
Better be calm but you must not miss
The beauty of soul you shall earn

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