Mr. Intensity

I wrote this poem several years ago about my son. He must have only been about 9 years old at the time I decided to write about him and his nature. Growing up, my daddy wrote poems about my sister and me and I can remember how special it made me feel. I wanted to try to follow that same tradition and write about my children. As I revisit this piece now, I chuckle a bit at the last line…”my little man.” My little man now towers over me…has feet twice the size of mine…and I believe his heart has grown even bigger and more caring! 


ZACH

 

They call him

“Mr. Intensity”

On the field

 

But it fits

Him

In everyway

 

He is passionate

And intense

Emotional and loyal

 

The kind of personality

That draws a crowd

And then entertains them

 

He in tender

And caring when

No one is looking

 

He will have his

Heart broken

Many times

 

But it will not

Change his intense

Caring nature

 

He is my

Little man

Zach

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