Be Happy, Son
My son, I pray you’re happy but there’s no way I can know
And there’s no way I can tell you just how much I miss you so
You never really knew me and I guess you never will
But if there were a way, my son you’d know I love you still
No… you’ve never been forgotten and I wish there were a way
To tell you all I wish I could and sit with you today
But sometimes things get out of hand and love can’t change what be
So tonight… to think you’re happy is all I would ask for me
R.M.Baird
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