Nonsense

The babies were beautiful. He opted to be a father but also someone others would look up to and seek counsel from. He had exhaustion I didn’t understand and perhaps never will. He considered himself hated by many and loved by few. He is no quitter, is sharp as a tack and handsome as can be. At his age he continues growing into his power. I’ve admired him up close and from afar. We are opposites and yet not. He is better and this is the point of it all. To be better.