You were the joy of my life

When you were born

I asked if you had all

Your toes and fingers

I stood by you

When no one else would

And I still do

But now you are grown

From a boy to a man

And times are tough

Money is tight

Life is rough

But you have to find a way

To make it on your own

You are grown

And I can't do

Much more for you

As a man

You have to find

Your own way

I love you

But the nest

Isn't big enough

Any more

The fledgling

Has to fly soon

With wings

Of his own...

So true...? thats what i said 2 my fledgling 2 b4 she went 2 university this month poem purplethunder3121 ...