To My Son Christopher, On The Occasion Of The Birth Of His First Son, Elliott

He is the first son

Of the first son

Of the first son

Of the first son

 

The oldest son

Of the oldest son

Of the oldest son

Of the oldest son

 

Your son extends beyond you,

Into the future,

And behind you,

Into the past.

He will be the first son of the first son of the first son of the first son,

But he will be one.

Not many.

Though he be connected, he will not be them.

But without them, he would not be.

He will not be them,

And he will not be you.

He will be he,

And claim his place in the world.

 

In time,

It is possible,

He will in turn meet his first son.

Another connected one.

2 thoughts on “To My Son Christopher, On The Occasion Of The Birth Of His First Son, Elliott

English, motherfucker, do you speak it? J/K - it's ok if you don't.

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