My Son (by Lillian Buffett)

September 11th, year 1973,
a little boy was born to me.
I loved him so, he was so sweet.
A tiny thing, with big, big feet.
Lots of hair, a great big smile.
He was my precious little child.
I already had a dear dear son,
together they had lots of fun.
All through the years they played and fought.
Their Mom and Dad loved them a lot.
Through good times, sick times, bad times too,
they did the best that they could do.
Now they've grown to fine young men.
Mom and Dad are proud of them.
They're kind and gentle and very sweet,
with bigger smiles and bigger feet.
And as they go out in the world,
leave their mom, maybe find a girl,
always ever, they should know,
their Mom and Dad will love them so!