I see you.
I see you grow with manners and respect.
Avoided, all the trouble others seem to find

I can honest say this.
I am proud of my son.
Oh, you have your moments.
Then at that age I did too.

But you everything I enjoy.
Everything I enjoy just seeing you grow.
Yes, my son, I love you so.

You this youthful young adult.
Talented in various ways.
And I have sworn to you.
To protect you in every way.

With love, I honest write this poem.