For Brennan

I heard past generations
In my son’s voice,
I saw his life fly
Into another dimension,
A place, I can only imagine.
I heard a young man,
Who used to be a boy,
Singing his songs of wisdom,
I did hear a warrior of light
And oh, how he shines!


Dedicated to my son

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