November 06, 2011 at 12:43 am
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today is November the 6Th.
it started Grey and misty
the smell of sulfur fills the air
and my youngest has just turned twenty!
his optimism,and his style
is what his mother brought to the table.
i sometimes think he has my smile
when i was young and able.
so a feast he has planned for this day
as brothers and sisters rejoice.
and young nephew and nieces will run around.
cos as a child that's your only choice.
so proud of him and i love him so.
like i love the other three!
like the rest of them he will soon leave home
and it will just be the wife and me!
i think back to November the 6th in 1991.
when first held him in my hands
my third and youngest son.
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