Lead your life and I'll lead mine.
Yours is there but mine takes time.
Your living now what I left behind.
I'm living how my path was designed.
Mine is a journey you see towards another.
Yours is here come winter and summer.
You see mine as something to see.
Yours, for me, is not meant to be.
Each of which differ, with a degree of similarity.
Mine is a reflection of your own reality.
In years to come you once might say.
Live life to the limit until that day.
That very day, im sure will come.
When that life has to stop as another's begun.
Now your in charge to determine that life.
Time to change what time once sufficed.
When this was all once structured and planned.
Which soon backfired with a turn of a hand.
That you relied upon so once heavily.
Which turned those ideas into great disparity.
No where to run no where to hide.
Focus on now leave them plans behind.
It does not take time, you don't have to be wealthy.
Just love your child and keep them
What would you do if you never had these qualities.
That you don't need to buy but comes with great ease
If you open up and let them out.
You'll soon know what parenting is all about.
This was a dedication to those who once well knew.
That self centred boy that pulled on through.
Which once was me but now I am
A parent, a fiancée and a very lucky man.
To have a beautiful daughter and a loving wife to be.
Who will love me always and forever unconditionally.
That's what family life is all about.
That Sometimes doesn't need figuring out.
As long as you are there and they are here.
Everything else will seem so clear.
As Being blessed with a family so young at heart.
Made me realise nothing in this world is worth tearing it apart.
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