for fathers and sonsA heavy Burden,A cross we must bear,The path is long,the mind is empty,There is no end,untill I'm with you againThis burden to carryin time will pass.When meeting again,You'll speak the words,I've longed to hear."I've missed you son,Welcome home"No Response is needed,He'll know by the lookCarried heavy in my eyes,"it's been a long time,I've missed you too"
Summer's EndWhere but on a summer's dawn, which brings this dark twist. Here in your eyes as you struggle to change. Remembered upon days that are no more. When once looked upon a golden mirror, Now but a reflection of days that have past. When times were kissed by summer's warm embrace. You see a time in which a young boy, has struggled to grow into a man.Ah, but to see again, through the eyes of a boy. Where once was innocence tucked away in a lie. Yes, close you might have it, yet much to far away. You remember the day that everything died.O death, inside the heart, at Autums, dark end. When the life of the world grows dark and cold. Tis winter now,inside the heart, and along the outside world.Once more, remembered days. When summer's dawn had kissed the sky.Where winter began and shall remain. Inside the heart of life. The one day which frozen in time. Longing for rememberance, of days that are no more.