My Son
My son will never be Pope.
There are too many older and wiser than he.
They will overshadow him.
My son spent far too much time
inside his own head when he was younger.
He was always timid.
My son knows the passion
of his convictions. He never understood
the fascination of the fairer sex.
My son will forever be
in the shadows of more powerful men.
This is the way God made him.
My son, like His son,
seeks to make a better life for all.
He is so easily fooled.
My son is the light of my life.
He may never be very powerful,
but he is my son
And I love him.
There are too many older and wiser than he.
They will overshadow him.
My son spent far too much time
inside his own head when he was younger.
He was always timid.
My son knows the passion
of his convictions. He never understood
the fascination of the fairer sex.
My son will forever be
in the shadows of more powerful men.
This is the way God made him.
My son, like His son,
seeks to make a better life for all.
He is so easily fooled.
My son is the light of my life.
He may never be very powerful,
but he is my son
And I love him.
posted by Vickie at 5:39 PM
1 Comments:
nice.
I'd use something else though, rather than "light of my life."
later Vickie.
oh...but wait. There's somrthing I've always wanted to say to you.
vickie vickie bobickie bananafana momickie fefi mo-mickie....vickie!
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