SUN.

By Andy Nguyen

I wonder, if he sees me out there,

If he knows how hard we work

In the sun, just for him…

Wonder if he’ll grow up to be

a good man.

a strong man.

a thoughtful man.

Don’t know if he’ll grow to resent me, man.

If we become undone.

I’m sorry,

Son…

Hope you love your life,

like how I love you.

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