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This is a poem I wrote for my youngest son's birthday. He is 12 today and entering his peer pressure years and I wanted to give him a poem in honor of his special day.


Submitted:Nov 20, 2008    Reads: 156    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Joshua Caleb

by Susan H Fouts

A special son, a growing boy

With so much left to learn.

I know you wish you were all grown up

So money you could earn.

You were named after someone great

Who fought many battles,

And men of faith who stood the test,

Whose enemy cages they rattled.

They cleansed the land

And purged the camps of wickedness and such,

Inherited the land and fought the fight

And settled in God's plan.

I am so glad that you were born

And I'm glad to be your mother.

I don't mean to crowd you so

I don't mean to smother

The teenage years can be so hard

Especially with peer pressure,

But I believe you'll listen to God

And He'll bless you above all measure.

So Happy Birthday to a son

Who is thoughtful and so sweet

I hope you have a special one

With lots of good food to eat.





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