I’d say there’s no difference between you and me

But I was wrong

Every loving commandment

Set to song

Sadness drips from my family tree

To the weeds below

Will I grow old?

Have I a half untold?

Should I stay meek?

Or learn to loudly speak?

I have conversations with You

Yet I wrestle with the chance You even exist

Still they hold me tight

As a sewn up scarecrow losing sight

Surprised at the shape he is in

It’ll last

What seeds surpass

Will last

Hold fast

What good can last?

In this new cast

I’m not ashamed

When I steal my heart and tame

My former self unchained

Reminded with little cues

My thoughts change in hue

But I’ll always look to You

Loving father honest friend

Humble watcher to the end

Never mastered always mend

Make it better ’til the end