To My Beautiful Sons… I Love You

Posted: November 6, 2015 in Uncategorized


A Letter To My Loving Sons

I’m a man full of euphoria and joy
As I’m writing this letter to my beautiful boys
I’m smiling as they’re swanning away in their corduroys 
Making a mess and a whole load of noise 
To me they are the fantastic four
Playing and giggling all over the floor 
They make me feel rich whenever I feel poor
Being a father is somewhat hardcore 
But it’s a loving feeling that I can’t shy away from and ignore
To my boys Sean-Jean and Sean-René 
As well as Alain-Toussaint and Jean-René
My fantastic four just continue to blow me away
They’re good as gold like Spandau Ballet 
With my boys it’s no work and all play
As a father it’s hard to portray
A facade of a happy go-lucky man all day
But I love them all and I wouldn’t have it any other way
I’m gushing all over my boys like a geek
Because all four of them are gifted and unique
I’m all heated like a cake in an oven 
My boys already know how much I really love them
All the time I want to hug them
To those who don’t like it— F*** THEM!
I get a lot of jealousy from my American cousins
Over the gorgeousness of my four muffins
All of them bright like buttons
The finest looking sons in London
To my haters— STUFF YOU
To my 4 boys— Daddy loves you
And that your dear daddy won’t put anything above you

Copyright © 2014, 2015 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “The Olivierrean Experience”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)


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