| To Mother and Dad |
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There's so much I'd like to tell you, If I thought that you'd understand, Things that I've found so difficult About growing up and becoming a man. I know what you'd say. You've told me before. But, it seems, the only way I learn a lesson, that does any good, Is to 'goof' my own personal way. All the advise you've given to me Was valuable, so very true, And I've kicked myself, time and again, For not giving heed to you. Still, I'll try and try, and try, again. I'll finally get it right! I won't give up ‘til I've beaten the thing And done it up proper and right! Someday, when, finally, I master a few Of life's, troublesome, problem roads ~ Perhaps, I'll be able to stand by your side And share, with you, your heavy load. Perhaps, you will see it was not in vain That you loved and stood by my side. Perhaps, you will see that the son you raised Can fill your heart with pride. Perhaps, I'll be able to thank you, then, For standing by me in the dark And let you see that you raised a MAN From the depths of the love in your heart! |
| © 2003 by Joan Clifton Costner |
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