My Son Poem by Robert Beverley

My Son



A bearded man, my warrior son
Loyal and honest, fearful of none
Guard of my heart, so gentle, so kind
The rock of my life, this fine boy of mine

When over my thoughts, a shadow does fall
He is the first, on whom I will call
He has the power, to drive it away
His love, his regard, no shadow can sway

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