The first time that I saw your face,
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I held you and kissed your tiny head,
Sweet baby boy of mine.
When you were just a little boy
And afraid of things at night,
I hugged you and I prayed for you
That you would be alright.
When you felt bad for something you’d done,
I listened and and hugged you tight,
Saying a forgiveness prayer,
And God made it all alright.
Your teen years seemed to go so fast,
And still I hugged you tight,
But this time looked up in your eyes,
A young man about to fly.
I sense you’re not quite ready for this thing that they call “fly”,
And though I’d never let you know, it’s true…. neither am I.
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