I always knew you.
In your mother's arms,
I have called your name.
I've an idea placed in your mind
To be a better man.
I've made a crown for you,
Put it in your room.
And when the bridegroom comes,
There will be noise, there will be glad.
And a perfect bed.
And when you write a poem,
I know the words, I know the sounds.
Before you write it down.
When you wear your clothes,
I wear them too, I wear your shoes.
And the jacket too.
I always knew you.
In your mother's arms,
I have called you son.
I've made amends between father and son.
Or if you haven't one:
Rest in my arms. Sleep in my bed.
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