Son
I realized a while ago.....that there were many poems written about daughters......but very few about sons......and how a father feels about them. This one I wrote a few months ago......wanting to wait until they were older. I realized that many fathers make that mistake......must be the man code....aka father/son code......sorry girls.....here's to two great boys!
My Son
As I look back on life's grand trail
Youth's brash words, tempered with age
All that I knew was swept away
That day I first held you, pretentiousness unveiled
Wondrous dreams I had envisioned for you
Quickly dispersed, my ignorance would show
Through the ups and downs of a father's travails
I held steadfast, to lessons long past
Comforted by wisdom as time so demands
Yet left to ponder, decisions I’ve made
Watching you grow from babe to young man
Difficult choices, I regret not one
Chest full of pride now you are grown
My greatest achievement is you, my son
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