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Shining Son
That light that shines so brightly
Behind my path of life,
Comes from the son I held so dearly,
At his birth time with my wife.
I held his tiny fingers,
With tears of joy inside,
All I did was look at him,
He swelled my heart with pride.
I watched as he grew stronger,
Through all his childhood joys,
With bruises gained through sports,
And skills with childhood toys.
Now I watch with trepidation,
As he moves out all alone,
I hope that I’ve prepared him,
For a lifetime on his own.
We do what we can with our children,
No matter how happy or sad,
That son that shines so brightly,
Shines on cause I’m his dad.
poem
by
Terry Wiens
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