In the Shadow of the Son
First born is a son.
Always placed number one.
Second place it is true.
I am always number two.
Failed at my purpose.
The sham was through.
The son was an accident.
I was number two.
Walked in the shadow
of golden boy blue.
One reigned supreme.
This girl number two.
Second best, second fiddle
Alone to ponder life’s sick riddles.
In the shadow of the son.
He was always number one.
Just something different. Feeling off as of late. Needed to shake things up. We will get back to our regularly scheduled program, I promise. What do you think of my rhymy werds? I’m curious. I have loads of poems tucked away in my computer and don’t know what to do with them. Ideas?
Polish your sparkle and keep twirling.
Find joy. Be joy. Enjoy.
I’m always looking for new friends!
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