He laid his head upon my chest, i
felt his breath on the back of my neck.
Yet that was long ago, a baby of only
eight months old.
Time can be an enemy when you would like it
to stop.
It just fly's on by with no end in sight.
I live today with the quote."God giveth, God
taketh away.
Seemed like yesterday calling him home from
his day of play.
He's all grown up, and stuck to his plan.
Been away three years now. Him and Uncle
Sam.
Coming home soon. I pray he makes it out
of those sand dunes.
So if anyone of my Poet Brothers or Sisters should read
this. Give my Son your prayer ending with a
GOD BLESS."