When he was a little boy
he had the smoothest skin
darkly tanned and radiant
he loved to run
and swim.
When he was eleven
he went away awhile
on a short vacation
with his mom
our child.
When upon returning
I asked him how it was
I saw a boy he told me
at a sandwich shop
his bicycle was broken
and he cried a lot.
My little boy with no great toys
had feelings for another
and I thought he'll be alright
my son, father and brother.
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