Ode to Aaron
A gentle giant astride the barstool
Shoulder to shoulder, soul to soul
The future is a dream; a world away
A fork in the road of life lay ahead
An opportunity waits. Do we squat or jump, Dad?
Jump Son. Jump like I did years ago.
I never looked back once my decision was done.
Though home be familiar and full of harmony,
The challenges are ahead, that river to cross.
Ahead is a home filled with discordant melodies.
Tomorrow your dreams are reality.
Your doubts today will be only a memory.
Each day on the table, a feast we see.
Who catches, who cooks, who flavors but thee.
Enjoy Son, breathe deep, new life awaits you there.
I watched on the beach as a bully appeared.
Who drew back his fist and spread his feet?
Aaron did he as he protected his brother; no fight today.
Back to back, they would stand any time, any place.
We only want peace, him and me. Give us our space.
Larger than life, he towered over all
I coached and I broached an unseen divide.
A head taller than all, why not hit the ball?
But Dad, oh Dad, these guys are 12. I'm only 9. I'm way behind.
How could I not know, so sad was I to expect too much
I’d watch you follow and not be aware
It was just a touch or word I need give
Andy and Opie were we only without the pole
Or the fishin’ hole, but a pair for life, a permanent bond
I loved you more than any man can
Through the fights and fuss of a broken home
I wanted you never to suffer, but life chokes
And fears have teeth and grips like bears
All my efforts were fought and lost I feared
But love shined through those dark dreary days
You stumbled and tripped, and surely you fell
But I was there all the time, each trip each fall
I tear at the thought of the pain of it all
Today I am proud, today I can see
Every pain you felt made you stronger than me
Today stands a man, no kid, no lost soul
Because through love we worked and chiseled a monument
Two totems you will see when you look at the one
The tall one, Aaron as I look up and admire
And he smiles down at me a wide grin and a laugh
He stands tough for his years and smart in his ways
No mountain or valley to high or too deep in his path
Today is full of yesterdays that built this young man
And a pleasure it was with mallet and chisel in hand
As God guided each stroke for it was His plan
I love you Aaron, I love you man!
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