Thu, 10/01/2015 - 21:24 -- b_duhon

I am my father’s son

For he who came before me hath done

The same things I do here today:

To work, to play, to fish in the bay..

I am a student of political thought

I sit, I read, I think: “what ought?”

I am friend to many, yet few

I listen, I talk, I help them pull through.

I am a brother to two younger than I

I teach, I challenge, I don’t always comply.

I am coach to a baseball team

I inspire, I better, I build the dream.

I am a food enthusiast, I must say

I eat, I eat, I eat all day.

But most importantly, I am still a kid

I make mistakes, I learn, I aim to rise above the mid.

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