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PROLOUGE TO DREAMS- PAPERWORK DONE
PROLOUGE TO DREAMS- PAPERWORK DONE
Caught he red-handed- rooster’s coup, Pants, hauled-down, in view by screen, Exchanged she photo of another suit, Retort she- like you, more obscene, Beauty always that of the beholder, A tie to bind that makes one bolder!
Under bridge did troll appear bold- No horns left to buck other's kind, Remove self, In anxt, from fold, Respite a place to quiet mind, Calm the soul; unveil errors made, Charge with grit an offspring crusade!
Stand I on the balcony proud, Partake of the day, now stirring- Sing do birds as waves crash-in loud, … Own young ones awake, conversing, Such peace- company brings to mind, Essence in being- fatherkind!
What more to say- of a paradise come nie, No anger; no cross words of mind, But experience gained in joy, My hat comes off for the good so kind, No odds, road not easily won- Prologue to dreams; paperwork done!
Eddy d’Match (à la, C. N. Matchim) 04-08-2026
Tribute: To fathers!
His pants were pulled down, visible on the screen, She sent a photo of another outfit, She replied, like you, even more shocking, Beauty is always in the eye of the observer, A tie that binds makes one more confident!
Under the bridge, a bold troll appeared- No horns left to challenge others, Remove oneself, in anxiety, from the group, Find a place to calm the mind, Calm the soul; reveal mistakes made, Move forward with determination, a new mission!
I stand proudly on the balcony, Enjoy the day, now awakening- Birds sing as waves crash loudly, My children awake, talking, Such peace- company brings to mind, The essence of being a father!
What more to say- of a paradise almost here, No anger; no harsh words, But joy from experience gained, I tip my hat to the good and kind, No challenges, the road not easily won- Prologue to dreams; paperwork done!