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North American Dreaming: I Went To See My Son Today

After visiting his son W B Burkholder critically analyses himself.


I went to see my Son today,
and I am so proud of the way,
He has grown to be a man.

For his wife and his kids,
He goes all out,
He does not scream nor even shout,

when the little ones go to fuss,
a gentle voice and a father's hand,
Guides them on their course.

Such are the things
that I should have,
could have done for him.

I went to see my Son today,
and I am not very proud of the way,
I acted in my youth.

A selfish, absorbed
son of a bitch
that only cared for himself,

Youth is wasted on the young such as I,
but now being older and wiser if you will,
I see this thing most clearly.

That my Son is nothing like me,
in the light where I stood at -that age.
Tis good, tis good,

I went to see my Son today,
And I am so proud of the way,
He has grown to be a man.

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