My little precious boy I
wonder when I see,
little face looking back at me.
are all grown up, what will you be,
construction worker, a fireman or a poet like me.
doctor ,or a lawyer or even a football star,
on the range, or the driver of a race car.
what you become ,no mater what you do,
I hope you
know my son, I'll be so proud of you.
you become a preacher and spread the word of God,
become a soldier and on foreign sod you trod.
I want you
to always remember, just to do you're best,
you're faith in god and he will do the rest.