So about a million years ago,
I was born.
Nothing special, a white kid with a super pretty home.
Or maybe I just imagined it was,
Ever go back and see how small?
Later.......I found out my dad was super cool... he was an artist.
Later I found out that was wrong because we need to manage our finances..
My kid...... ?
Get your act together ! ........
Mom will manage,
I will still embarrass you with my corny jokes,
My talking with your friends,
But you will manage on your own,
Laughing with me,
We have that.
By the time you read this
It will be so easy
A letter to my son before I get sick like my mom