A poem from dad to son. I wish I could have gave you more but I didn't have a lot of money. I remember holding you in my arms rocking you to sleep and singing your favorite songs. Spiking our hair together and dressing up and getting ready for church. I'll never forget all the things you made me that I hung on the wall. Hunting Easter eggs together and watching you smile. Always may God important each and every day. I'll never forget the very first fish you called when we went fishing. Are bicycle rides through the wooded trails. I wish I could have gave you the world but I did give you all my time and love
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In the quiet of the night under whispered skies,
I held you close, sang lullabies,
Rocked you gently in my arms,
Shielding you from any harms.
Your laughter, like bell chimes sweet,
As we spiked our hair, dressed neat,
Sundays in our finest wear,
Each moment shared, a silent prayer.
Your cherished art, framed with pride,
Adorned the walls, a love confide,
Easter hunts with joy abound,
In your smile, my peace I found.
The woods became our secret trail,
Where pedals turned with tales to tell,
And by the river's gentle sweep,
Your first fish, a memory deep.
Though wealth was few, my time was vast,
Each day with you, a spell to cast,
If I could give the world to see,
Know you were the world to me.
In simple ways, my heart you knew,
I gave you all my love, so true.
May God in every moment dwell,
In you, my son, my love's farewell.