The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree
Or so we have often been told
I'm blessed with a son who reminds me of me
Seems God’s just reusing the mold
I’ll guard him from fears that come in due season
He’s the blade I promised to sheathe
I call him my punk, I call him my reason
My son is the heir that I breathe
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH7 days ago in Critique
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Short, but packs a hefty message! Nice work!