Gold Stickers
On the eve of higher learning
Keep your bright heart burning
That amongst red apples and gold stickers
You’d be the only flame that never flickers.
With hair as curly
As the shapes
You first drew on paper,
Eyes as brown
As the coffee I drink
Each and every morning.
If I could pluck your brightness
I’ve little doubt I’d live forever,
To be a father
Is to never die.
But rather have my blood
Pump through better veins,
To have the apprentice take the tool
Carving the block in ways
I never could with hands
I helped form.
One day I’ll be humbled by age
And you a shining knight
Will have your own page
To raise up with wisdom I will give thee.
Tonight just rest your lovely head
Before this new journey,
When the sun rises
On your keen brow
Know that it never sets
On your father’s prayers for you.
– Vagabond Prophet
– Son starting kindergarten. I’m not crying you’re crying!
Vagabond Prophet 