I'm writing today....
To tell you I love you
In my special way.
Your not very neat son.
Of course you know that,
As I'm always saying,
"Please pick up your hat."
Don't leave your boots there
In front of the door
And please hang your coat up
And close up that drawer,
But love you I do son
With all of my heart
And these words I'm writing;
My love to impart.
Skinned knees and hurt elbows
I'll heal with a kiss,
But there will be problems
That need more than this.
Build courage within you.
Hold truth by your side.
Be strong, yet be gentle.
Stand tall and with pride.
When problems assail you
And you'll have your share.
Remember I love you
And I'll always care.
Today I will teach you
Whatever I know.
The rest of your knowledge
You'll learn as you grow.
Walk onward and upward.
Do each task with pride,
And in all of your ventures
Let God be your guide.
By Carol Bouche' Ottlinger~1977
I looked up the poem in my book and I have 1977 so he must have been 8. It is not one of my better ones.