I have my father's feet
He has his.
I have my father's skin.
Filter coffee, not much milk.
He is honey gold and glowing
A babe still.
I am grown up, fully formed
In my head.
In my hates, likes, loves
Dislikes, prejudices.
I learnt from those around me, you see.
He is learning too.
He knows my moods
Reads my emotions.
Don't learn from me, my child.
Stay innocent.
For I fear
I am too good a teacher.
He has his.
I have my father's skin.
Filter coffee, not much milk.
He is honey gold and glowing
A babe still.
I am grown up, fully formed
In my head.
In my hates, likes, loves
Dislikes, prejudices.
I learnt from those around me, you see.
He is learning too.
He knows my moods
Reads my emotions.
Don't learn from me, my child.
Stay innocent.
For I fear
I am too good a teacher.
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