Augustus

My Son

My Son,

Far away in a distant land,

Standing tall with his mind

Wrapped around the world

Held in his hand

At his beckon

Can stand

To any;

None a better man.

My son!

 

 

 

 

Augustus / New Orleans / August 14, 1999

Comments3

  • WriteBeLight

    I get goosebumps! My son is away as well. Miss and love him! Thanks for the words.

    • Augustus

      Goosebumps! Thanks.

    • willyweed

      Good work very relevant to many I'm sure, me being one! pride and joy sir! ww

      • Augustus

        Thanks, WW.

        • Augustus

          P.S. I see the same thing is happening to you. When you type an apostrophe it appears as an apostrophe / plus back slash. Example: It's. I'm sure. Phil's watch.

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        • Wolf2778

          It was... Stunning... so little words yet the meaning behind each one was a book... Amazing

          • Augustus

            Wow. Thanks wolf.



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