Donal Mahoney


First Son Growing - Poem by Donal Mahoney

n the long run
the boy will be worth
all the misery
I've caused you,
all the grief.

If only for his smile,
yours, I know.
If only for his eyes,
mine, I know.
But his eyes,

they have your smile,
brighter than a rainbow,
streaming through them,


Comments about First Son Growing by Donal Mahoney

  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (5/13/2014 9:55:00 AM)

    A nice reflective piece. Well done! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 13, 2014



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