My Son, My Love, My Life. Poem by Vlad Nov
My Son, My Love, My Life.
He was born, and I was born.
He laughed, and I loved.
He cried, and I loved more.
He lived, and I dreamed.
When he finally leaves, will the world end?
Will all that's left be a throne of bones in the empty sky?
I would die to know what lies beyond death.
Why do we dream so much if not for this?
Why do we love so much if not for this?
Son, this is for you.
Sunday, July 11, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: child,affinity and love
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A poem about my son.
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