Men Love Their Sons/ Sad Poems Of Love
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How many joys there are in life!
And moments I have loved.
But few have ever measured to
Those days when you were young.
My son I watched you run along
These wave infested shores
And thought I never saw a soul
Who could be more adored.
Your hand in mine struck like a jewel
Of glass with gold and pearl.
Your eyes were like the sky filled dawn
Surrounded by those curls.
Then came a day you pulled away
You saw the birds and ran.
I worried you would fall and hurt
Your knees upon the sand.
But never did you falter in
Your quest to become free.
You ran and ran
And when returned
You towered over me.
And so I tell you when you find
Your son is running far.
Rejoice also and hold him well
Through many setting suns.
Then plead with heaven to erase
The time when he grows old.
Days when he is off to race
And leaves his father in this place
To hear the old ships mourn.
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