A Son’s Heart to His Mother Oh, mother dear, it’s hard to say The words I hold, tucked far away. Sometimes I stumble, lost in pride, Or hide the care I feel inside. I know I seem to look away, When life is rough or skies are gray, But in my heart, you’re always there, The light that’s bright, beyond compare. I may get angry, fall or fail, And wander down a winding trail, But even then, your voice, your face, Remind me I am in your grace. So, trust my dreams, don’t doubt their gleam, Though they may seem a distant scheme. Believe in me, just like before, And know I love you even more. Don’t mind what others say or think— The doubts, the fears, the walls that shrink. Just hold my hand and let me grow,...
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