My Son Poem by bobby kramer jr.

What can I say about my son
he is a little me
evertime I look at him
my reflection is what I see.
I can only hope
that someday I will be
the father that he looks up to
everything my father was to me.
each day that seems to pass
my job seems to get rough
growing a boy into a man
is a road that is quite tough.
I made him this promise
the day when he got here
he will never have to look to far
my love will always be near.
I promise to be a great father
and give you the guidance that you need
I will give up everything I have
In order for my son to succeed.