In the morning he rises like the son
his parents wanted him to be. From sunrise
until the next morning, he worked hard. All in honor
of the parents who wanted him. Now, none
of that matters. Since his parents demise,
he’s been left holding all the cards.
He wanted to do more in their honor
than to be just a son rising in mourning. He worked hard.
© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016