Generations

Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught,
Alone, facing, the world I struggled to grow,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.

My nascent ideas had to strive without support,
Which means credit to anyone I do not owe,
Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught.

Through subtle or painful teachings my son was wrought,
I truly tried to be a better father, of that I know,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.

So he does not need to endure what I fought,
Even today my own path forward I plough,
Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught.

My son always made me proud, even as a tot,
Incredible drive surely he will continue to show,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.

Together bound by an undeniable genetic knot,
Fathers only wish for their sons to avoid woe,
Haphazardly I learned what my father never taught,
I hope mistakes with my son I committed not.

One thought on “Generations

  1. Every generation we try to not repeat the sins of our parents. Can only hope we make our children better people than we are. Love this poem it hit home 😊

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