Proud Mother
I think you’d be proud of me
I really believe you would
I am driving in that big stretch limo
Just like I always said I should
Yea I know it not the same
Because I don’t sit in the back
I’m just moving back their slowly
At least I might be on the right track
I think you’d be proud of me
Got another book published today
I think you’d like this one, I do
I had something important to say
Well no it’s not a best seller
No, my other one’s out of print
At least I’m making progress
Someday someone will take the hint
I think you’d be proud of me
I live in a nice new house at last
Yea I know it’s highly mortgaged
But it’s better then I had in past
Little dreams come true they say
I dream of you Mom and Dad, a lot
I wonder if you guys are proud of me
I still can’t be someone I’m not
You know Mom, I do think you’d be proud of me
As you gaze down from heaven’s gate
Proud of the man I have become,
Proud even if things for me came a little late
I am a loving husband at least I try to be
A father who tried to do his best for all
A grandfather now who spoils his two little girls
Yea, you’d be proud of me because you’d know…
in these loved ones eyes I stand so tall!
lov ya,
John
Love, Birgit and Roger
Allen
Take care,
Sherry
SUSAN
Love Tinka
Reindeer
A son (or daughter) always wonders...I bet she is, very proud. :) Beautiful poem, my friend.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Lin