My Son Scottie
Got a son
His name is Scottie
Am I proud, you better believe it
My shining star
My confidant
How proud? You couldn't conceive it
Growing up
Problems quite few
Turned out to be much as expected
A computer guru
With in-born smarts
Trying so hard to be objective
Guess I'm not
Being very successful
At hiding my love for my Scottie
Hope he meets up with
A pretty young thing
One just a little bit naughty
Some folks say
He's a replica of me
Imagine that's quite possibly true
Body shape's similar
Same zest fot life
His sense of humour's similar too
Bias? Perhaps!
More than a little
Not everyone's as lucky as me
To have a son who
Turned out like Scottie
As proud as a daddy can be!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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