As I stare at the 18 month old playing on the floor
My mind wanders off into the future
Thinking of what he will become
Praying it goes well for him
For those in this family are cursed
Each in their own unique way
Some are addicts of many things
Others abusers of things and people
Several manipulators tricking the innocent
Lies, drama, debt, disloyalty and more
If we wanted we could run this town
But selfishness runs amok instead
I am not perfect either
Though if anyone has a chance to break the curse
Perhaps I can be the first to do it
Yet as I look upon the infant
Looking at his curious eyes
I just hope he does not grow up helpless
Like I did as I aged in body and soul
He will have his good and bad moments
His mother I know has her issues
The father I hope can hang in there
I’ll do my best kiddo, I’ll try my best
And as I gaze at this boy playing with cars
I can’t help but think once again
About the daughter I dream to have
It’s common to say children change lives
Some even save lives as well
I don’t have any kids and yet
She already saved mine several times
How I hope one day to meet you
Holding your hand, guiding you through life
But then again perhaps it’s best we never meet
I haven’t broken the curse yet
And this little one’s to be determined
I’ve had no luck finding your Mother up to this point
This world’s getting crazier by the year
I’m not like those my age
Can I keep up with this tech-world decades from now?
Yet as I look in his eyes I see possibility
And that leads me back to you
You can be better than all of us
You’ll have my wisdom, and her strength
My willpower, her passion
My old soul, her adventurous spirit
But that’s if I ever find her that is
Such is life yet in the end that will be okay too
I will be there for this boy whenever I can
All I can do is hope for the best
It’s all we can do for they follow their own beat
But if we do meet one day, my sweet daughter
Thank you
I’ll do my best kiddo, I’ll try my best. . .
Novatourist 