I gave birth to you, a tiny baby, a bundle of joy
You were mine for a while
As God had made it clear
That you belong to Him
While I was caring for your new born brother
You were busy copying the ABC
From the newspapers sprawled on the floor
You were not even four
As any new parents, with you I made the most mistakes
It’s only by the grace of God you are who you are today
And now, my first born, my sixteen-year old
Is he ready to be his own man to face this merciless World?
(I guess no parents are ever ready when the time comes to send them off to college)
