It Is So
with each gift of a son
responsibility to raise a good man
fell on me
and from the beginning
I opened them up to love
and emotion
tears and talking
communication and playing
I thought of the men they could be
and the woman that would love them
I knew how their father stood in this world
and my heart
was sure these gifts of sons were gifts from
God
so few men in this world are real
my job was to make it so
and it is so.
Copyright © Veronica Joseph | Year Posted 2009
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