~Father and son had a plan
A plan to go past the sun
One after which many did yearn
They set off to work, something out of life they would hack
So that after nothing he would lack
The only way work
Work through dawn and dark, not from luck
Trophies, medals he did win
Nothing like it none had ever seen
But he couldn't win within
Titles to his name
Fame with it came
He was never the same
This was his father's dream not his
Being himself, that he did miss
He had passed his father's quiz, it was time to take his
Loved it out there away from the medals and titles
Somewhere he would be free
Free to be him
With someone who made him smile
Doing something out of passion, it worthwhile
Times had passed, that was a while
Choosing for himself
On his own, by himself
©fredrick o
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