My Sons

I may not have all the answers to all the questions that you pose
but I have the ability to pluck the thorns from life's rose
I will walk through fire for you
As the flames began to roar and rise around you
I would make it through for you.

I will take your trembling hands and place them in mine, love you and hold you
And help you forget about all the tears you have cried.

If I can give my life for yours I will and, I wouldn't change a thing
Despite the pain and the tears through all the years
I have been blessed beyond my wildest dreams
For the privilege to call you “my sons”.