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Sorry dad

I tried to follow the path you prescribed
Making my way in the world
But found myself to be lacking

Not wise in the accumulation of wealth
To the degree that you displayed
Even when your life was at it's end
A bit more mother's child
Who picked the wrong genes to send?

You never quite got through law school
The small blessing
Is I am here instead
For that lady's ultimatum guided one decision
No regret ever entered your head?

For if so it was never spoken
By friend or family I can relate
Just approval of your dearly beloved
The woman that ended up as your mate

But then I lacked the internal courage
To forsake the easier path
Engaged in training I had no heart for
Still dealing with the aftermath

Now I look back on my childhood
Very appreciative of what you both gave
Marvel at what today's parents deal with
My fond memories cherished and then saved

I pray that I may in someway
Be worthy of that which
Can be called your strong legacy
Not be hampered by myopic vision
Blinders from which I never can see









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