You're standing in the doorway. <br />Your workday is all done. <br />He waits to see you everyday, <br />this boy that is your son. <br /> <br />He hopes you will go fishing. <br />He hopes you'll shoot the gun. <br />He just wants to be with you, <br />this boy that is your son. <br /> <br />He is your spitting image. <br />To him you are ''The One''. <br />He hopes to be just like you, <br />this boy that is your son. <br /> <br />You show him what a man is. <br />You teach as you have fun. <br />You are admired as well as loved <br />by this boy that is your son. <br /> <br />You've got a friend forever. <br />Until the world is done. <br />Then, still you will be holding <br />this man that is your son.<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/father-and-son-2/
