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Tuesday, April 10, 2007


I realize that I'm not exactly the most artistic tool in the shed - but last night, with Coldsmoke as my companion, I was truly inspired. This poem came out of a difficult evening of parenting. One of the hardest things about being a dad is coming to the dinner table, worn out after a long day, looking forward to some quality time with the family and having it ruined by an unruly 3 year-old. Not only is dinner ruined, but so are my hopes and dreams of playing with him after not seeing him all day. This poem was inspired by such a moment as this. Check it out here.


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