Fathers and Sons
Orginal
Walking down a gravel road
with dust in his eyes.
Laying out a concrete plan,
where an old path
will change over time.
He feels the rocks beneath
the thinning soles in his boots.
Harsh realities become
destiny's defining truth.
It was yesterday when he got the news,
his life is fading like the old road
he is standing on.
Withering away until the beaten path ends.
Thoughts linger in his mind,
how will his family mend?
He has two sons who need him,
working for him at his construction site.
Both strong and able they will be his knights.
Fighting for all that he has built.
They will continue his path
building a future
where he can not be at.
It was then he noticed
the river, parallel to the road
he was on.
Another idea hopped into his mind,
one more project,
one that will take time.
He envisioned a cabin
right next to the river bank.
It would be his sons.
The memory of him
will be a living place.
Orginal
Walking down a gravel road
with dust in his eyes.
Laying out a concrete plan,
where an old path
will change over time.
He feels the rocks beneath
the thinning soles in his boots.
Harsh realities become
destiny's defining truth.
It was yesterday when he got the news,
his life is fading like the old road
he is standing on.
Withering away until the beaten path ends.
Thoughts linger in his mind,
how will his family mend?
He has two sons who need him,
working for him at his construction site.
Both strong and able they will be his knights.
Fighting for all that he has built.
They will continue his path
building a future
where he can not be at.
It was then he noticed
the river, parallel to the road
he was on.
Another idea hopped into his mind,
one more project,
one that will take time.
He envisioned a cabin
right next to the river bank.
It would be his sons.
The memory of him
will be a living place.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx