The Soldier My Son
My son I love you so much. Mere words cannot express how proud I am of the
Soldier, husband, son and dad you have become.
But as your mom I must say that I have always been proud of you.
The day you were born holds a memory in my heart that I will treasure till eternity.
Your cute little one eye gazing up at me…your other eye shut closed, I use to call
you Popeye.
On August of 1979 God blessed me with a precious gift…J, 7pds. 19 in 1/2
inches long.
Now you are a daddy and are blessed with a beautiful wife, whose heart you
embrace.
To see the love in your eyes for your sons as you gaze into there eyes with such
deep love.
Brings tears to my eyes and captures my heart and soul with a circle of love and
inspiration that can only grow.
Thank you for who you are, thank you for my grandsons whose heart will forever
live in mine.
Thank you for Dana who’s laughter and smile can light a room.
Thank you for fighting for our country and trying to make this place a safer place
for us all and all the future Popeye’s of this world.
I love you my son.
Tropicalangel
Copyright © Carmen Walinski | Year Posted 2006
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