P R O D I G A L

 

P R O D I G A L

There once was a son who

thought t o have f u n

and decided to go

his own way

So he packed up his bag

and saddled the stag

deciding to s e e

a new d a y

Some say his father could

no longer bother and

s e n t his o w n

son a w a y

But here is the scoop he just

plain flew the coop not

knowing h e would

go a s t r a y

Some say his trouble his

f a t h e r did funnel

the result of h i s

great dismay

But alas its not so its the

son d o n t you know

w h o created i t

on the w a y

The son now decided the

place h e resided w a s

nothing l i k e where

h e called H O M E

But misfortune had bred

a terrible dread f o r

the guilt he would

have to atone

As he walked up the path

he now saw at last the

place from which

he did r o a m

And his father was there

with nary a glare and

declared to his son

WELCOME HOME