Are You Listening Part 3

Hey little man…

It’s been a while.

I told you I’d be back —

Man, I’d love to see that smile.

I hope life’s been kind,

And everything’s falling into place.

You’ve always had that light —

That happy little face.

I’d hate to watch it fade

As the world starts to mold.

But hey, I’m just you…

Only a little more old.

So get comfortable buddy —

Go on, sit and stay.

What I’ve got to share?

It might hurt…

But it needs to be said anyway.

And then there’s Maria…

She’ll rise like the light of your world.

Don’t meet her halfway.

This is your queen. This is your girl.

Stack your house with everlasting love and grit.

Build the foundation strong —

Set the thrones for both of you to sit.

Don’t be the drugs sacrifice. That path ain’t you.

They won’t make you big and brave.

They’ll just tear you down tear ya in 2

They’ll try to dim your light.

And they nearly won.

They almost took you from me —

But you and I, Josie…

We ain’t done.

So don’t lie. Don’t steal. Don’t cuss to impress.

Don’t sleep around just to feel less.

Always protect the ones left unheard —

The weak, the lonely, the silenced word.

Protect all the animals, every last kind.

They carry the soul most people can’t find.

Stand for the truth, even when it cuts.

Pain shows up like a crooked little friend.

It slows you down, but helps you mend.

This life can hand you anything of worth but—

Nothing’s ever given…

And life?

She’s a fickle little bitch, hahahahha

Okay, so This one I tried to avoid and not address

It’s about Your little sister —

Later Her time will be gone.

She’ll leave this place while you still stand,

But not by choice.

It was all God’s plan.

She’s not gone — she just moves faster now.

She shows up quiet. She knows how.

In your doubt. In your grief.

In the nights when you might lose belief.

She didn’t leave. She just changed form.

Now she’s your second heart —

Always beating.

Always keeping you warm.

You’ll have friends who hold you close like blood.

And others who vanish when life turns to mud.

Some will lie. Some will steal.

Some will make the fake feel real.

I’ll name them later. But hear this, bro —

Don’t plant trust where the weeds still grow.

You don’t have to be hard all the time, my son.

You just need to know when the moment comes.

Let the right ones in — the raw and true.

But keep your circle sharp and few.

Keep your eyes on the road.

Your hands on the wheel.

There’s no second shot

Once you let go of the feel.

So here I am again —

In your little room.

Just you and me…

And what’s coming soon.

Every scar, every trial, every tear not yet cried —

You’ll survive them all,

With me by your side.

And when the world tries to convince you

That you’re all wrapped up and done…

Remember, Josie —

You’ve already won.

You don’t need proof.

You don’t need praise.

You just need to keep walking —

Through all of our days.

You are me.

And I am you.

And Josie… remember —

We always make it through.