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Proud Father
My son, at your birth
You are like a jewel
Instills an innate mirth
An aura ringing a bell
My son, as a kid
You are creative
As you always did
Arts quite perceptive
My son, as adolescent
You act as regular lad
With a mature ascent
Make me feels glad
My son, as you now stride
On this graduation installs
A gained triumphant pride
Flowing in me like waterfalls
poem
by
Marvin Brato Sr
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