As a child I stared in wonder
at a giant redwood.
Majestic, kingly in its right.
And I asked,
“How did it grow that big father?”
“The wish his father gave, for him to be extraordinary.”
“And will I be extraordinary father?”
“Yes son, as long as you do your best.”
I watched the king for a long time and,
Remembered promising, that
One day I would be a king too.
When I park my car today,
In front of a building,
Taller than any redwood
I will do my best,
To see that my cubicle functions
Because long ago, days after
My father died
I took that drive to, that
King of kings, majestic ruler
of things great and small
finding an extraordinary
parking lot, full of people
rushing towards a building
full of extraordinary things.
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