A Proud Father

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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My son doesn't smoke Because, I don't smoke, And because of that act, which became fact My son won't have a stroke. My son doesn't curse Because, I don't curse, And because of my search, he goes to church His life is now better and not worse. My son doesn't use pot Because, I don't use pot, And because of my shrugs, he doesn't use drugs A drug habit he has never sought. My son doesn't lie or cheat or steal Because, I don't lie or cheat or steal, And because of morals, he'll be presented great laurels And happy and peaceful will be his will. My son doesn't hold a grudge Because, I don't hold a grudge, He knows everyone's life, holds a different strife And only can God truly judge. My son is never a bother Because, I see him not as a bother He is my son, my only one I am his proud father. Randy L. McClave

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