To Alex.
So small in his way
He loathes the light of day
Smokey the Bear
So proudly, that hat he shall wear
Several Hats, Proud Haitian, Archeologist and Sinner
In each and every capacity, my darling is a winner
Clever, full of wit,
After smoking, never does he spit
Experiment though he may with illicit drugs
He's never too high to hand out those special hugs
Selfless and endearing,
His Mom was excellent at child rearing
The best decision I've made lately?
Definitely, traveling along with him on that service trip to Haiti.
So small in his way
He loathes the light of day
Smokey the Bear
So proudly, that hat he shall wear
Several Hats, Proud Haitian, Archeologist and Sinner
In each and every capacity, my darling is a winner
Clever, full of wit,
After smoking, never does he spit
Experiment though he may with illicit drugs
He's never too high to hand out those special hugs
Selfless and endearing,
His Mom was excellent at child rearing
The best decision I've made lately?
Definitely, traveling along with him on that service trip to Haiti.
My first poem. :)
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