My Son

My son is in my heart whether he knows it or not He is in my thoughts and prayers glowing a lot Hearts are fraught and winds are wicked blow But he is taught of love and sends hate below My son, my heart. My son will always know love is paramount To happiness, all evils it will surmount He is free from sin and I still hear him shout Thanks Dad, that's my boy I do tout My son, my heart. God willing I will see my son again soon High tide, mid-afternoon, so it was to be Gleeful reunions that never remain tear-free Hearts swell and emotions become art My son, my heart.