patty barnes - Son

Strangers walk in distant lands
In jungles dense, on desert sands
But who'd have thought I'd live with one
Or give him love and call him son

The pride I felt to see you walk
The joy I had to hear you talk
From babe in arms through toddler years
I kissed your hurts and dried your tears

The teen years came with such defiance
Wrapped in rage and bitter silence
The bond we shared has grown apart
The pain I feel has broke my heart

I did my best through times of strife
You gave me love, you've blessed my life
I love you son, I want no other
For after all, I am your Mother

patty barnes

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