"My Son"
The day that you were born
my Son
How my joy did overflow
As I gently held you in my
arms
Oh! how I loved you so.
I knew you were a gift
from God
That I should lead and
guide the way
Every day I prayed to him
To give me words to say.
The years slipped by one
by one
I taught you right from
wrong
Our Father told me
what to teach
As adulthood came along.
Now my Son you're all
grown up
I stand back and look with
pride.
At the wonderful Son that
I have raised
With our Father by my
side.
author ~southbreeze
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