Welcome

For Caeden
My Grandson.
By AJ O’Brien

Your beautiful heart beats
to the call of an ancient race,
each and every breath
a summer breeze
upon my face.

I shall watch in awe
as your mind and spirit grow,
your soul I will embrace.
Welcome newcomer,
sweet Caeden.
Welcome to the human race.

Caeden is an old Irish name.
Pronounced Kayden.

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Dead or alive

Having a good time
cutting a wicked line
Playing silly games
collapsing veins
Your first date
beginning to hallucinate
Being O so rich
shaking like a bitch
Never being poor
no money to score
Having a wonderful dream
dragged awake by a scream
Baby coming soon
heating a loaded spoon
Fine dining
mainfuckinlining
A family hike
another dirty spike
First across the line
doing hard time
Knowing what’s right
uncut China white.

Switch off the dark
Gimme some light.