A Boy Once

A boy I was once.
Adventurous and quiet.

A boy who lived.
Scared of failure.

Struggled for acceptance.
Liked is all I wanted.

I met her.
Post college.

Educated man
Searching for understanding.

Looking for her.
Understanding found.

Wonder no more.
I asked.

She said yes.
Astonishing joy.

A boy,
Of my own.

A better man.
Now I am.

A boy,
I once was.

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