My Son, My Graduate


Today we call them graduates
This title came too fast
I will cherish every minute
And make this moment last
Speeches will be given
They'll quote the golden rule
They'll talk about the future
and saying goodbye to their high school
But I hope he will remember
The small things that I said
Like don't forget to say a prayer
Before you go to bed
Please be kind to all you meet
And keep an open heart
Always stay true to you
I taught you from the start
You may not always listen
But always try to hear
When a friend is telling you
They just might need you near
I think I taught you how to fly
And when to spread your wings
But remember where you came from
And enjoy the little things
Although my heart is heavy
This tear drop comes from joy
I couldn't be more proud to say
You are my little boy

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