[Just Write]

This story is about Kevin, and his impressionable stage
Not yet exposed to life's mentions of aggression or rage
see Adolescent brains develop, only how you mold them
And so far Kevin's was golden... the first to say please, or hold a door open
his mother had him young, and couldn't deal with the pressure
She argued with her parents and the bombarding reals of their lectures
" Baby one day you might regret your actions" concealing their stress
So instead of her giving him up they appealed with a gesture.
They said that they would raise him, love him, as their very own child
Her tears filled her face as she paced... she could barely smile
Still to this day, the court papers lay in their safe in a pile
See Kevin was a product of rape... & the case had never made it to trial..

But life goes on, now 11...

Kevin only knew his grandfather as good ol' friendly dad
And his character reflected from the memories they had
Every Wednesday they would sit in their boat on the lake
though they wouldn't go very far( Kevin couldn't row very straight)
But his "father" would encourage him every step of the way
And Kevin grew stronger with each lesson he gave
They'd fish for hour, surrounded by endless tops of pines
And he taught him patience with every toss of the line.
It often suprised grandfather how much Kevin resembled his daughter
how they both would chatter their teeth when cold; trembling in water
And they both loved to sit in the bow, simply soaking up some rays
...these are the memories his grandfather hoped would never fade

Another day...

He's 16 now, dad got him a car, just in time to drive
And he starts a job at the movies working nine to five
Now he hardly has time to spend at the lake with his pops
Too busy chasing the dames, parties with keggers & schnapps
it's not that dad's lame, in Kevin's mind, he'll just always be there
And At least he call's if he's late, that's a quality that's rare.
Such somber despair, as his father would sit waiting up by the door
Just wishing to go fishing with his growing son he adored
Broken promises recieved, followed by "I'm sorry, next week"
(We're all guilty of making them, yet most... we hardly ever keep)
The harsh reality is teens don't appreciate what they have until it's gone
And Kevin never thought his pops would have to battle passing on

At last

Kevin's grown now, has a family, & has fathered kids of his own
He moved to the city to get big, but times are harder than you know
His department laid him off so he said " a vacation was in need"
packed his family in his van and set the radio to station three
As Kevin drove up the street memories came, flooding his mind
And he felt peace overcome him in his most troubling times
As he pulled up to the house that set on the lakes farthest edge
He went for a walk to reminisce about all the things his father said
around the bend he visited his parents where they still lay in the ground
And tears steam down his face just wishing they were still around
This was the moment Kevin realized he didn't miss the lake or the water
He just wanted to sit once again rowing in that boat with his father