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At Night With My SonTo my son Jayson I knelled and prop myself up against his bed. I started to pray, as we bowed our heads. The prayer ended with only one amen; my own. My boy asleep; I prayed again all alone. Father, bless my son, help him understand, I am trying my best, to be the greatest man. Bless his little heart, let him know I care. May angels watch him while he is sleeping there. Thank you Father, for this perfect boy. Who has indeed filled my life with joy. Amen. D.Cody Herring Copyright ©2003 D.Cody Herring Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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