Thursday, May 1, 2014

You my son.


My morning raising, shown bright and clear

At dawns first touch I shed a tear, to show the joy your presence brought, and to release my doubts, and selfish thought.

My life that morn began anew, my duties reassigned to you.

I have provided as well I could, of hearth and home, of land and wood

I bore you son upon my back, and love and cared with words and acts.

I watched you thrive from babe to boy, I watched you grow and shine.

I proudly listened to the praise and prayed my thanks that you are mine.

I also prayed for slowing time, to give more time to you.

I wish I had more of life to give, as you come of age.

Yes- I see you looking past your this cage.

I see the man within my boy, who now lifts tools, instead of toys.

I see you adding to my wealth with arm and heart, with mind and health.

I know you do not see those things, the rounded arms and budding wings.

I know too well the thoughts you’ll have

I know too well the needs.

The strength and greatness are not mine to give,

I can only plant the seeds.

SO as you grow into a man, and add your life to mine.

When you look inside your heart to question what is there, waste no thoughtful time on what you are to me.

With an unyielding faith please know.

You are the light within my soul