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"Train a child in the way he [should] go; and, even when old, he will not swerve from it." Proverbs 22:6

Growing up, taught to be alone. Moving from place to place

without a place to call home trained in a way to avoid social life

My closest friends, characters on tv, it's a wonder people didn't pity me.

the son of an author who was always on the run trying to escape his problems, escaping none.

Years of my life spent learning from shows playing video games, a person no one knows

Never comunicating with my family or my friends unless, of course, my choices were at their ends.

Only when I needed something, that is how I was taught

it now seems to me the television teachings were simply all for naught

For though they showed values of friends and family

they lacked the truth and happieness of lifes reality

So when I write this poem the truth is revealing

I live my life in secluded bliss without care or feeling

I don't think about what it must do to those who love me most

those who were left out of my life by my father, the television host.

I only call when I need something seldom do I write

yet I know you go on with your life hoping that I might.

I've tried to change and break the ways sadly I know not how

I am your missing son reaching out to you now.

I may never change my loner life I may never be the perfect son

but in all those shows I learned lessons from this is the most important one.

In a show called "Boy Meets World" A Lunchroom lady dies

no one really seemed to care though she touched all their lives.

While at school, young Corey learns that one doesn't know what one might miss

until it's gone from your life with deaths unwelcomed kiss.

But at home a mother strives to have breakfast done

but her family runs out on her each morning she's alone

Finally young Corey stops and sits to eat the meal,

realizing a lesson learned his words sweeten the deal.

You should appreciate those who care for you and who strive to do their best.

He looks at her and smiles and says "Thanks for making me breakfast!"

Though I've not had his life I often wished I did 

Have a family like the Matthews and friend like that Corey kid.

I can't stop to thank you for breakfast It wouldn't make any sense.

All I can do for you on this your birthday. Is thank you for giving birth to me

and for being there in every way,

even though I run out on you and leave you alone for breakfast every day.

I'm nowhere near a perfect son, in any way shape or form

I may never even change my ways, always being a distant son.

But I will not forget that you have always been there for me

and that you are my mom.

So on this day that celebrates your birth I wish the best for you

I may not be the perfect son but these words I say are true.

Happy Birthday to the greatest of moms!

Your missing son loves you.