one of my off spins, shorty but a goodie.

Not alone, but I fight on my own.

I was going to bed one night and spotted a little toy truck next to the bed, it was my 2 year old sons, his name is Buddy, then I realised how such small things can mean the world to little people...And wrote this poem.  I hope you all enjoy it. 

im sure someone can relate

my good old days.

This week, folklore between the bars of prison

Social standing, all but accurate precision

One day closer, another day further away.

What happened when I became unemployed once

Today at work, the song "My boo" by Usher came on Pandora. It's didn't make any sense because of the station I was listening to. So I listened to it and it inspired me to write a poem during my last hour.

The result was this letter that I'm actually considering to send to the girl that I wrote this for. But we're both happy now, and I don't want to bring back painful memories..

Anyway. I really hope you enjoy this poem. It has become my favorite piece that I've written so far. So I would love to hear your thoughts on the message that I tried to convey. It would mean the world to me. Thank you very much.

Updated version of "Happy Birthday" suitable for stage performance