You've always been the odd one out.
Youre so like me, there is no doubt.
A studious child you ever was.
For no real reason, but just because.
You liked to read, to write to draw.
Inside of you there was no flaw.
A cultured man, you did become.
A gentle man like no other one.
Im proud of you, my strapping lad.
So tall and broad, and I'm so glad.
That within you they'll always be.
A part and place that's just for me.
And even when, not far from now.
You'll meet your love, don't ask me how.
I know that you will always be.
The special one, you're so like me.
Ella