A letter to my son

in life •  6 years ago 

Circle of Friends


Don't worry my son, you are in a circle of friends.

They will never betray you, never hurt you without a reason.
Never turn their back on you because they have other plans, hidden agendas.

When you feel sorry, they will also feel it and put their head on your lap.


Learn to show your love from them and learn to give back the love you get.
Just remember the Beatles song we've listened together.

For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder


Learn the trust from them and learn to walk to the end with the ones you trust.
And learn to enjoy the road while you are walking to the end.


You will grow old one day and never forget the puppy eyes in you. This is called conscience and it will teach you the rules of being a good person.

A little Haiku from me to you which may help you on your way...

Meaningless to discuss
Is it the rain falling down or
Is it you going up
As in both ways you get wet.

FD.

Authors get paid when people like you upvote their post.
If you enjoyed what you read here, create your account today and start earning FREE STEEM!
Sort Order:  

I am sure you wanna like @firedream.

And never search for grumpy cat in steemit. Rest all, live long - live young!! Hi-5

You put Grumpy in this post :)
This is supposed to be a Grumpy-free area!

Thanks, @vishalsingh4997, the only good of Grumpy is he made me know you, people...

FD.

Your son looks like he's really enjoying the day. Great photos. Dogs are such loving animals Their puppy eyes can really teach a man as you say in this post.

He loves all the cats and dogs more than humans :)
I hope as he grows up he will be able to find something to love in the humans also...

Your Post Has Been Featured on @Resteemable!
Feature any Steemit post using resteemit.com!
How It Works:
1. Take Any Steemit URL
2. Erase https://
3. Type re
Get Featured Instantly & Featured Posts are voted every 2.4hrs
Join the Curation Team Here | Vote Resteemable for Witness