My Two Boys
What can I say about my sons
that’s not been said before?
They’re my delight, I love them so,
but I must tell you more.
So young they were when their dad died,
with one still not a teen.
Yet they stood strong and with their mum;
no one would come between.
Each standing tall both held my hands
I couldn’t hide my pride;
we were one heart that beat for three,
we stood there side by side.
We said ‘goodbye’, we’d miss him so,
our grief just overflowed.
I thanked our Lord for my two boys
that on me He’d bestowed.
The years passed by and now they’re dads
with children of their own.
I know their father will look down
with pride on how they’ve grown.
© 2019, Sandra Stoner-Mitchell. All rights reserved.