Proud Son

Posted by Brad Osborne on April 4, 2021 · 12 Comments 

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I am sorry for all the pain and suffering

That comes with raising a son

When the words I said

Were forged in petulant anger

When I said I would never be like you

But you already knew

There was a lot of you in me

Something I did not want to see

From an idolized perfection

And such a short-term view

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But the acorn falls where it does

And it is never an accident

But it is hard to grow in your shade

Privy to the mistakes you made

And I so wanted to be more

And made you feel like so much less

Because I could not forgive

Or allow my love to live

Unbound by historical chains

Blind to all that you had forgiven

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It is true, that I will never be you

But not because you are unworthy

It is my destiny, to only be me

And I have seen many parts of myself

Strength passed as inherited wealth

I see you more each day in the mirror

But now I can only hope

That somewhere in your heart you know

That when all is said and done

I was proud to be your son

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