To be a son
Takes two to know
Just how it's done
One will grow
One will learn
One will watch
One's every turn
Then he'll do
Just what he wants
Giving in
To tempts and taunts
The pressure of peers
The want of friends
The guidance of
The blowing winds
That is where
The father can see
The son's own need
To belong and be
But learn he must
And be his own
The vines that grow
From seeds he's sown
Are the result of lessons
Learned from life
Not just from the father
And his caring wife
The father needs
To know one thing
The smiles and tears
A son may bring
Are gifts from God
And signs to see
This son you have
Will soon be free
To live his life
All by himself
No longer sitting
On the parental shelf
So let him go
And trust the Lord
To care for the boy
You've loved and adored
It's his life now
And his to live
Advice and love
Is what you'll give
Never forget
That he's your son
That God picked you
To be the one
To take his hand
And guide his walk
When he was young
And learning to talk
Now your job
Is to let him go
You've done the best
With all you know
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