To My Son

Written by: Michael Grugan

Bring to me your sorrow, cares,
And make my breast a grave
For all that weighs upon your soul,
Young soldier proudly brave!

We came to the other bound not by blood
Nor birth, not kin or name-
But I love you, lad, as I would my own
My treasure just the same...

You are me a special joy-
A son, my light and pride,
As through long Night I think of you
Should other hopes have died...

Know through storms I'd be the port
Where safe your ship might rest-
That my heart is always home to you
And to you belongs my best.