sweet the sting

wee boy

what have you done, wee boy?

in all of your

adult-ness

you did not know how to play this game did you now

wee boy

well

i should have been warned.

i should have seen it

wee boy

i should have sensed it

envisioned it

i should have been smarter and wiser and

bigger

wee boy.

fair enough: i wasn't.

when they came to take me away

wee boy

i thought of you

and i remembered the words

oh

the words 

"you inspire me

you are different

you stand out

i love your expressiveness."

i hear you

child

but you didn't see

what i brought on the table

and you didn't see

how clouds roll and thunders laugh

watching over us

watching

knowing

well: they have been around for a while.

when they came to take me away

wee boy

i trusted them it was for the best

i trusted: they are my guardians

and you will never ever know what happened.

but 

i had to

and i have to

believe it's for the best.

I miss you

wee one.

i miss you i think of you i pray for you

they do not, though

and they won't

forgive them: they think about me first

as they always will.

wee boy.

i think about me first

as well.

but you would not know that

not with your adultness.