My Son's Journey

I want my son to surpass me In kindness, and love for others, and generosity, I want him not to hate, or to judge others fate And unto the poor and needy I hope him to give pity. I hope no one will he ever mock or will ridicule Which would make him look sinful and like a fool, I hope he sees all his brothers and sisters, when he sees Ms's and Misters In his life I hope racism and bigotry never does rule. I hope that my son never cheats or lies And I hope he is caring and helping when other's cries, I hope for him to stay honest and true, like God wants him too That would make him a great prize. I want my son to be like a helping grocery store Where he carries love, kindness and support when you enter the door, I don't want my essential, to be my son's potential I don't want to be his ceiling I want to be my son's floor. Randy L. McClave