Eclipse of the Son

by Sharon Thomas-Cash

Promise, potential, intelligence and warmth
These are the qualities I can see in them both
Little hands that held a football, a basketball,
that held my hand and squeezed tight
yes in my sons I do take delight
I see them changing from boys into men
right before my eyes as they show me the 
latest dance moves 
Iíve watched tears roll down little cheeks
as I railed at them for some bad thing that they did
Iíve cared for skinned knees, scraped chins, and broken fingers
Iíve showed up at their schools to talk with their teachers
Iíve watched them proudly, handsome in Easter suits and ties
and Iíve listened and marveled at their incredible lies
from motherís day fancies brought home from school
to girls and the telephone and curfew rules
sons are a promise but they donít come with guarantees
sometimes they take the wrong path and bring us to our knees

I remember when I use to tell them everything would be all right
and they still believed it

Eclipse of the Son by Sharon Thomas-Cash

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