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A child arrived the other day…
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay…
He learned to walk while I was away. And he was talking before I knew it.
And as he grew, he’d say, “I’m gonna be like you…”

My son turned ten just the other day.
He said, “Thanks for the ball, Come on, let’s play! Can you teach me how to throw?”
I said, “Not today, I’ve got a lot to do.”
He said, “That’s OK” as he walked away. But his smile never dimmed.
He said, “I’m gonna…”

When he came from college the other day, so much like a man,
I had to say, “Son, I’m proud of you.. can you sit for a while?”
He shook his head and he said with smile,
“What I’m feeling like Dad, is to borrow the car keys… See you later. Can I have them, please?”

I’ve long since retired; my son’s moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
I said, “I’d love to, Dad, if I had the time.
You see, my new job’s a hassle and kids got the flu..
But it’s sure nice talking to you… it’s sure nice talking to you.”
And as I hung up the phone, it occured to me: he’d grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.

More inspirations and reflections

Father and Son

Harry Chapin (Cats in the Cradle)
— Br Brian Horton, FMS

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