To my son

I held my son tight as he drifted to sleep

I was due to leave in less than a week;

He whispered under his breath as he closed his eyes in the dark

I’m going to miss all our fun, the joys in the park;

Please don’t leave me dad, it hurts it’s not fair

The hugs just aren’t the same from my sailor teddy bear;

The time will soon come to say another goodbye

They never get easy no matter how hard we do try;

My dear son I’m trying my best believe me I do

I will miss you dearly, your mother and sister too;

We must all earn a living, in time this you will see

I chose to do mine by serving at sea.