Joy Of A Son Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Today rising through many moments of happiness and joy
through memories of yesterday when my oldest son was
born.

Now today, he's forty years old, a gentle man, great
father and son, mind touching this heart with feelings
felt throughout those first moments of his life up to now.

So proud of my oldest son in whom I've always had
faith in, thanking God for giving this poet more time on
earth to be with him.

Tears of joy flowing from this heart, knowing that a few
years back, dying and going to heaven, yet God letting
this poet come back to be with both my sons.

However long God gives to us will be a blessing, loving
my sons more every day, so happy God gave His blessing
loaned this poet to them for a little longer.