Helped my son today with his math,
Trying to lead him down that narrow path.
Quality time with him was spent;
When he’s grown and gone I’ll ponder where the time went…
The time when he needed me;
As he grows older I rarely get to see
Him in the course of a day;
Yet he still gives me a hug and a kiss then he’s on his merry way.
Not has hyper or sporadic as he once used to be;
For some odd reason he takes life more seriously.
Trying so hard to make better grades,
His foundation is now being laid
For home is not simply an address nor a place to relax;
It is a beginning for getting your little ones on the right track.
It is not a structure where you hide and close your bedroom door;
Home is a place where you try much harder to give them more…
Of the tools they’ll need to be in this life complete;
Sanctified wisdom to help them retreat…
Into the spiritual strength;
That helps them overcome the adversary at great length.
And the stamina to endure no matter how hard life’s road may appear;
For the Holy Scriptures teach us to have no fear.
And for that which is righteous always persist;
All that is wrong try diligently to resist.
Home is where true love is found indeed;
Home is where you plant the seed.
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