The Image Is His

I worry
Like a fever
Burst upon my child
And I have no remedy

I watch
Like a hawk
His path through life
And I have no control

I love
Like a father
The choices he makes
And I have no say

When the soul sings its song
And you worry
And you watch
And you love
It's best to just
Sing along

The image is his
And I jus narrate
He is free
As it should be

[Jae]

Chip off the ol block ;)
Great capture for sure!
Words are genuinely felt!

[Kevin Wallace]

@jackwallace

[Lisa Poland]

Gorgeous!

[Graeme Stevens]

excellent in every way

[kali]

i feel it

[Graham Thresher]

Wonderful shot.

[Annie D]

sometimes singing along is hard - and you know me :)

[Amrita]

So beautiful. The image is his.....
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