My Son, Here I Stand from a Far and Watch you: a poem By John McKinley Pride Jr

"My Son, Here I Stand from a Far and Watch you"

I see something through my son I never ever saw through my own eyes before.

I see a beauty
I see a trust
I see a love
I see an interest in the things I never did.

I see ethics and morals, I see hard work and pride in the home I once left as a childe.

My kin loving him so as they did me when I was in his shoes; we only have one chance to grab it; only one chance to love those around us before they leave us in this world.

By John M. Pride Jr
12/28/08

Comments

Gemma said…
Hi John, I really liked this direct, moving poem. I work as a musician and write poetry. You can check me out at: www.gemmaboyd.com, where some of my poetry can be found.
All the best,
Gemma Boyd
Thank you so much Gemma it is a true pleasure to hear that some one liked my poem it is even better than money to me. Take care and have a wonderful weekend.

All My Best
John

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