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| What is a Son?
A son is the apple of your eye From the day of his birth. The center of your heart, light of your life, Greatest treasure here on earth. When he is young, he walks, then runs, There is no stopping him. I look back with fond memories Of all that you have been. Time for school, making friends, Fun, study, work and play. Without knowing that these things Would shape the man you are today. Kind, loving, considerate, compassionate, Parts of your personality, Then there was strength, self confidence, To round out the man you would be! Now you are grown and you still hold That special place in my heart. I love you now as I loved you then, With all my heart, my mind, every part! |
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| MY SONS, SHAWN, CHRIS AND I |
