He was sportin’ Timberlands back then.
Only because I dressed him and he wanted to be like Dad.
So many things he does not know about me but he will come to his own.
One day passed the panes that give a glimpse of what his world is he will know that I was the best that I could be as I weathered my own storms I sheltered him.
The shards of the past will only last until you surpass the pain that the refrains could not retain within.