Three In One Poem by Marvin Brato Sr

My son is me in double,
i love him as I love his son.
can I tolerate his behavior?
have I not done good enough,
as a father who works hard.
everything I aspire is for him,
leading him by giving support;
although it is never enough.
nothing I offer are for his good,
giving what I didn't enjoy myself.
emotional tantrums or secular wishes,
listening to his dreams I always do;
on my shoulder to lean I let him be.

My son is me in replica,
as though I see myself in him.
reminding me of the memoirs,
viewed reminiscence of my youth!
i cannot afford to witness him fall,
now that he is a victim of the trials.

Being my son's father,
reiterates in blood by his son.
another me in my grandson's birth,
to walk together to face the challenges,
of being three in one in blood.