Like a wind chime swaying,
Gently in the breeze;
You give us delight.
Seize your dreams, son.
Aim high and shine,
As a star so bright.
Follow after wisdom,
For it will shield you
And be your guide.
Remember the father above
Hide his word in your heart
As a lamp your path to light.
-Leona M. Mars
Love always,
Dad, Mom, Vic and Joey
A poem I wrote for our youngest son's Senior page in the School yearbook.
