He keeps me honest, this son of mine
With raging temper, and laughing eyes
That spark and shine with wild intensity
A glimpse into the man I know he'll be
But with fists curled tight, and teeth grinding dust
He's a billboard child for parental trust
He looks to me to show the way home free
Like my hard lessons came so easily
As each storm front torments the open sky
The calming influence found within the eye
Is meted out with understanding care
A buffer against life's indifferent stare
And when angry tears fill the anguished night
I trust my strength and love will be his light
(c) ArdentTly 6.14.00