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My Son

Dedicated to Jim and Jeffery
I sit here and listen to him breath as he sleeps This little guy has touched my heart so deep He was created by another Who left long ago But God allowed me here And his DAD I am known He follows me and watches me In all that I do I didn’t know how great Life would be with you So much to live up to In these beautiful eyes For he watches what I do And my actions he tries He’s growing so fast This little guy of mine I would do all I could For our love so entwined I sit there and watch him As he plays with his cars And I thank God above As I look to the stars For why did I deserve, this precious boys love? I realize what a gift Has been given from above…. I promise you God I will take care of him I will be there to help him When Life's troubles win Help me to walk as the man I should be For I want him to grow and gain wisdom from me Help me to fill the shoes I’ve stepped in Oh Lord, let him see I’m the Dad he believes in!

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  1. Date: 2/20/2009 1:39:00 PM
    There is a little drop over my keyboard, Linda! What did you do? The line:"this little guy of mine" is beautiful, and the 9th. stanza, just amazing. Thank you, Linda. I'm not crying. Ruben.

  1. Date: 2/19/2009 8:09:00 PM
    I can see your heart with this write,good luck and may God Bless you my dear,Marie

  1. Date: 2/19/2009 3:57:00 PM
    Linda, What a lovely tribute to the thoughts of a loving father. Being blood-related means little; it is what we give to our children that matters most. I really love this poem! Thank you for sharing your thoughts on "Hungry and Homeless Americans." I know so many people in need right now, and watching the news makes me worry for the future of our country. Bless you, Carolyn