Eighteen years of love and joy,
How time has flown as I've watched my boy!
We've gone from diapers and bottles,
To racing throttles.
As loyal and honest as he could be
I could have no one better to look out for me.
When very little he would say, "Let's work!"
Still, his duty he does not shirk.
Studies, basketball, lawn mowing--he gives his most.
Of his pleasant attitude others will boast!
He is careful to whom he gives his heart,
For it will be 100% right from the start.
He spends time with God each day
And shares with his friends God's way.
I do not worry about just what he will do,
I know that to God he will be true.
Of my children, he came first,
I pray that, for truth, he will help others thirst!
He was my baby and then my big boy.
Now, as a man, his world is bigger, but he still brings me joy!
Son Is Now A Man
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My son was one when he left South Africa and haven't held him in my arms since. Would give up everything for a day with him I love him dearly.
Andy
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Wendy Y. Morton
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2006 with permission of the Author.
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