My Son

My Precious Son Will Turn 11 This Year,
He’s Growing Up Through Many Of My Tears.
My Heart Swells With Pride When Upon Him I See,
A Subtle Reflection.... A Mirror Of Me.

That Sometimes Frightens Me & Makes Me Feel Blue,
Then I Ask Myself, "Am I Reflecting You?"
I Sometimes Wonder If My Teaching Adhered.
The Lord I Taught Him To Respect & Fear.

I Know In My Heart That Only Time Will Tell,
If I’ve Done My Job, Raised & Taught Him Well.
I Try To Model Jesus Christ The King,
Though I Know I Fall Short In Everything.

Falling Short Does Not Mean Your Through,
Getting Up Will Say A Lot About You.
We Sometimes Must Drink From The Bitter Cup,
My Best Advice Would Be...Never Give Up.

He Is Thoughtful, Kind & Really Does His Best,
When Satan Tries To Make Him Fail The Test.
He’s One Of The Best Friends That I Ever Had,
I’m So Honored & Proud Just To Be His Dad.

The Best Thing I Could Ever Do For My Son,
Is Stay On My Knees Til The Battle Is Won.
Lift Him Up Before The Lord Each Night,
Then I Know Everything Will Be Alright.