TO MY SON, DAVID--1928 

Today I watched my baby go, 
With sprightly step and heart so light,
To school, that magic place of dreams,
So long to him a vision bright. 

Dear little son, these few short years 
I've sheltered him with loving care
Oh, that my arms might only reach,
And hold him safe from every snare.

Yet would I have it always so?
I cannot truly answer "Yes." 
For he must learn to stand alone 
And live for what he proves the best. 

To lift his load and onward go 
And everywhere to lend a hand,
Be strong for every cause that's right 
And stand before the world, a man.

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