The Ballad Of Father And Son 1 Poem by Ragy Sandid

Son, you've grown
And I've grown too
And you think, like me
The world owes you a thing or two

When I heard the news
That you'll be on your way
I made all possible
To make sure you'll stay

The day I saw you move
Was a day undeleted
From my memory
In my mind, a throne seated

The way you said a word
Was a way I memorized
I told people with pride
That vocabulary is richly prized

When suddenly the world
Revealed a face you didn't see
I was there with my cloak
To shield you in me

Then you came into your own
And threw my cloak off in my face
Told me so many things about
Being out of time and out of place

Are you me disguised? My father went
But I remember his every face
And the one I remember the most
Is the one he showed me when I changed and he said
He'll stand my place.