X’s and O’s

Rogan McClendon

Class of 2024

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On winding roads, with laughter in the air,

His father's guidance, tender, loving, fair,

They carved a path through nature's wild expanse,

A son and father, sharing life's sweet dance.

In the sterile room where whispers softly spoke,

They drew the grid, X's and O's bespoke,

In a fleeting game, a final, tender smile,

A love unbroken, even through life's trial.

Though his father's voice may no longer sing,

In memories, their love forever clings,

For in the echoes of their tic tac toe,

A father's love eternally will glow.

Now, as the boy walks on his journey's shore,

He carries with him love's enduring lore,

A tapestry of moments, father's grace,

In every step, his presence leaves a trace.

And in the tapestry of life they wove,

A bond unbroken, bound by endless love,

In each new day, a father's legacy,

A compass for the boy, forever free.

On winding roads, with laughter in the air,

His father's guidance, tender, loving, fair,

They carved a path through nature's wild expanse,

A son and father, sharing life's sweet dance.

In the sterile room where whispers softly spoke,

They drew the grid, X's and O's bespoke,

In a fleeting game, a final, tender smile,

A love unbroken, even through life's trial.

Though his father's voice may no longer sing,

In memories, their love forever clings,

For in the echoes of their tic tac toe,

A father's love eternally will glow.

Now, as the boy walks on his journey's shore,

He carries with him love's enduring lore,

A tapestry of moments, father's grace,

In every step, his presence leaves a trace.

And in the tapestry of life they wove,

A bond unbroken, bound by endless love,

In each new day, a father's legacy,

A compass for the boy, forever free.