No more finger prints

You were six months old and full of fun. With a blink of my eye, you were suddenly one. There were so many things we were going to do, But i turned my head and you turned two. At two you were very dependent on me, But independence took over when you turned three. Your third birthday, another year i tried to ignore,

But when i lit the candles, there weren't three, but four Four was the year that you really strived. Why, look at you now, you're already five. Now your ready for books and for rules. This is the year that you go to school. The big day came, you were anxious to go, We walked to the bus, going oh, so slow.

As you climbed aboard and waved goodbye, I felt a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes. Time goes so fast, its hard to believe That just yesterday you were home here with me And tomorrow when the bus brings you home, and you jump to the ground. You'll be wearing your cap and graduation gown. So I'm holding to these moments as hard as i can. Because the next time i look, I'll be seeing a man.

This is my oldest son He graduated

from Chapmanville high in "94"

This is a picture of billy my middle son he graduated from Scott in "97" as an honor student

Stephen this poem is for you son there is things mommy can do and things i can not do i love you more than life. But you are a young man now.

TO MY DEAR CHILD:

I gave you life,

but cannot live it for you.

I can give you directions,

but I cannot be there to lead you.

I can allow you freedom,

but I cannot account for it.

I can teach you right from wrong,

but I cannot decide for you.

I can offer you advice,

but I cannot accept it for you.

I can give you love,

but I cannot force it upon you.

I can teach you to share,

but I cannot make you unselfish.

I can teach you respect,

but I cannot force you to show honor.

I can advise you about friends,

but cannot choose them for you.

I can advise you about sex,

but I cannot keep you pure.

I can tell you about drink,

but I can't say "no" for you.

I can warn you about drugs,

but I can't prevent you from using them.

I can tell you about setting goals,

but I can't achieve them for you.

I can teach you about kindness,

but I can't force you to be gracious.

I can pray for you,

but I cannot make you walk with God.

I can tell you how to live,

but I cannot give you eternal life.

WITH ALL MY LOVE,

MOMMY

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