Generations of love have passed
Right down through my veins.
And as I see the love in my son,
I know the love remains.
He is so caring and so bright,
Always enjoying living.
And though he’s more than spoiled by many,
He’s always very giving.
Don’t be down or make a frown,
Or he just might attack.
For just when you have lost your smile,
He wll quickly bring it back.
And certainly, he is a sight
For everyone to enjoy.
For this is why I’m more than pleased
To say I love my boy.
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: For my loving son, Anthoni