Treasure Island

John Hess

(Fayetteville, N.C.)

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A Son

When he is born, you beam with pride;
A son, my son, will stand by my side.

When he is born, the world will know;
That his father's wish is to see him grow.

When he is born, plans do you make;
Protect him to manhood, everything's at stake.

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