Title: He Is My Son Author: JJx2
He is my son not by blood or by birth But chosen by me from everyone on Earth Not all of my family considers him an equal part Which shows education does not affect one’s heart The high school for my family and he were the same My father was concerned he’d tarnish our last name It does make one bitter and at times even mad but to see his non-acceptance was painstakingly sad There are many limbs and branches on a family tree For us we replanted starting with just him and me Don’t think that our tree is empty or barren It is alive and well with family we’ve chosen While children are born to fathers and mothers A Mom or Dad nurtures them further He is my son not conceived from the start For he was born from the love deep in my heart. Comments on "He Is My Son"
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