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To GlenTo my son Glen on his 35th birthday I remember you my son Back when you were only one Now you are a man full grown But you`ll always be my own. Little children at your knee Just as you were once with me Now you are a single Dad Who used to be a likely lad Your children are your pride and joy As you are to me my boy. I have watched you change and grow Now I want my lad to know I am so proud of who you are `Though I see it from afar. I will say it once again I will always love you Glen. Vote for this poem |
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