The Devoted Son…

Like feeding a babe,

He helps her with every bite.

Their roles have reversed.


I'm trying something for the month of March. A haiku a day. If you have any suggestions you would like to see me try to write about, feel free to let me know (cause I have a feeling I'm going to need some inspiration).

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R. Todd

I'm older than I think I am and younger than I feel. I'm stuck in the 80's but relevant to today (oh I hope that last part is true). I think I am more of an enigma than I really am, but somehow still confound those who try to figure me out (or they just look at me weird, so I infer that). And I really hate my first name. Husband, father, Navy Vet, UCF graduate, cat owner (translate.. slave), wannabe writer, and all around big kid who is stuck in an adult world. Overall, I just... um.. something to something, blah blah blah. And that's all I got to say about that.

4 thoughts on “The Devoted Son…”

    1. Another one inspired by someone I watched at lunch today. I have seen him and his ‘mother’ in Chik-Fil-A a couple of times. He takes care of her with a patience that, quite honestly, I don’t possess, and I am in awe of it.


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