Precious One
I Knew you when you were very young
Big blue eyes and rosy cheeks
Long to walk and ride a bike
More precious you were to become
Bullied you were almost every day
Those blue eyes would turn sad
Your father left on such a day
More precious you were to become
A sad young man you became
Those blue eyes held bitterness
You became a husband and a dad
More precious you were to become
I knew you when you were very young
You were my son
And for all of my life
More precious you were to become
Copyright © Linda Martens | Year Posted 2011
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