My SonA Poem by Tony HwilkaHow easy it is to say what you will do or act to your son when you're still my son I know -- I did not making excuses -- a father does what he thinks he has to do some wrongs, knowing he is not going to be liked even hated -- but he does not to have his son. -- hug or kiss him no emotions showing. How abandoned a father feels he loves -- cries inside. I will mature my son the day you are of age Remember -- first a son -- a man then abiding father.
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1 Review Added on August 14, 2008 AuthorTony HwilkaWillingboro, NJAboutIn the land of poetry I've been very luckly. I have had my own poetry show on radio station WTTM Trenton N.J. reading my poetry from 1982 -- 1990. Was president of the Southern Poets of N.J. and still.. more..Writing
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