A Long Forgotten Draft 3

Little man........

you call me dada

and everything else you call

....dada

soon, you will find new words

I pray they are just as joyful to you

As you build your time here

may the road rise

to meet your every step

though if not......

that each stumble

strengthens your will

and reveals your heart

you will change the world

as the world changes you

the roads you travel......

some will share - some will not

either way

your journey shall reveal itself

there are those who will bask in your glow

........that amazing fire

and those who will take from it

let them come or go or remain as they will

know when to let go, my son

and not grasp too long

to what cannot be

then let me know how :)

you will see the light in others

and be drawn

into their fire

there are no wrong turns little man

only transitions

and quite a few destinations

that may confuse

........give it time

you will always know home

in that heart of yours

and like all of us

you will spend your years here

searching for it

whether you know it or not......

try not to take it all too seriously

and if you succeed in that

let me know how :)

good journey little friend

know that you are loved by many

especially this foolish man

......who you call dada