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He's Still My Son
I cuddled my baby until he took his first few steps And began to exercise his new freedom of choice, I heard him babble words like “ma ma” and “da da” Years before he developed a man’s voice. I lengthened the cord when he desired to run free And monitored his activities and friendships, too I trusted wisdom and instruction to guide him Even in situations that were brand new. I cheered when he participated in sporting events, Both at practice and games, I did what proud parents do. I encouraged him through disappointment and losses And his joyful response was, “Mom, I love you.” I listened to the things he said no matter where or what And embraced him when he was sick or sad I shared my life stories to motivate and inspire But when I let go of the reins, he was so glad I got mad. I cried at his high school graduation And waved farewell when he joined the military. I beamed when he clicked his heels and saluted. What a handsome man in uniform he turned out to be. I sent care packages from time to time Just to ensure that he was eating right. I asked my Lord to protect my child, Each day when I prayed—and each night. I stockpiled memories before he went away And rejoiced at hearing news of the battles they won. I pacified all my concerns with hope And longed for his work on the battlefield to be done. I know that a child is a precious gift from God, And I did my best with the son placed in my care, God gave him to me, and let war take him away…. He’s still my son, and there’s much more I could share.
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