Will there be a third?
Oh, How I try living a legacy
So it can be passed on
Yet, Alone ever so cluttered
Heart on empty
Who will fill it up?
Looking around
Seeing families everywhere
Fathers even younger
Than me
What have I done wrong?
Time keeps passing by
Want to give out knowledge
To a bright little mind
Making their life much better
Much better than mine
Doing my best
To teach life lessons
And morals so strong and wise
Oh, I wish I could foresee clearly
A legacy I could help grow
But it’s getting late
Must act now
But with one small step at a time
For now I keep wondering
Will there be a third?
If not
Any kind of legacy I could pass
I will with great honor accept
Just want a future
Of love, Growth and beyond
Will I ever have a family of my own?
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
12/29/09
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