*Poem To my son Xander*

Our youngest, our hatchling , you grow every day.

Fast as a dragon, you’ll fly your own way.

The time will soon come, when you’ll leave the nest.

But hatchling, we know, you will be the best.

Our youngest, our hatchling, to us you’ll  always be.

Feirce as a dragon, you’ll fly proud and free.

The time is ahead, where you’ll have your own say.

Till then, we will guide you without any fray.

Our hatchling, our sweet, we’ll show you the way.


 

This poem was inspired by “The Inheritance Cycle”.

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