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kid,

tease you a lot, it seems i do

but i hope You know the jabs come

from a (real) place from within—

a heart that cares for how You feel,

and eyes that see You—

what You're truly worth.

the days seem long, even endless

dark, lonely, and empty

with nothing to hold onto

everything to despair.

the questions, the doubts, the fears

seem never-ending.

on such occasions as today

when You are lost and in disarray

the challenge i pose is strong and loud, for

You are a soldier—ready—

You are a rock—strong—

You are a man—dignified.

it pays to be breathtaking

for You are acclaimed by strangers

and extolled by Your peers,

but the burden of such glory

may be too much

for Your young years.

and so, forget You must not

amidst all such accomplishments

a kid, indeed You are.

be wrong, be right

it matters, perhaps…

but never in the grand scheme of things.

/mkm