Poem for Robert Michael Meyer, born in Elgin, Illinois

I wrote this in 92 or so, for my son, Robert Michael Meyer, born October 9th, 1987. He is, and always will be, the first greatest joy in my life.


Have Fun Stick to Your Guns- circa 1992
by Barbara Meyer-Spidell for Robert Michael Meyer


Have fun
Stick to your guns
on those blue maze days
with soft sun rays
the sun shines
don't forget, you -mine, are fine
Don't ever hide, because the sun will always find


Be good
You should
and not misunderstood
Firm stance in taking chance
There is no circumstance

If you 'do' how you feel
If what you feel is real
Don't stand to the side and
let your future ride
While your shadows hide


For even if you stand with grace
The sun will change it's face
and the sun will always find