Poem For Younger Son's Birthday Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thinking of my younger son on his birthday, now 38 years old,
a terrific man, a gentle father, taking care of his own family,
working hard just like his parents did through the years.

A wonderful work ethic, morals and values, a son whom I've
always been so very proud of; life hasn't been easy, yet he
continues to strive for excellence.

Always wanting to better his life and that of his family,
his daughter's especially, the love of his life and he's
hers.

So magical to see him grow from a helpless pre-mature baby
to this great man right before my eyes, a blessing in life,
now having an opportunity to watch his daughter grow up.