My little boy loved to play.
With hot wheels as a lad.
When he drove off, in his first real car.
My heart it was so sad.
His first real date, was to the prom.
My heart it filled with pride.
I couldn't help express emotion.
As he stood there by her side.
At his wedding, I did cry.
And let him know my feelings.
My little boys heart I held so long,
This lovely girl had stolen.
My first grandson was born today,
Without the presence of his dad.
For he was called away to war,
When he gets home, we will all be glad.
I heard the knock at the door,
Peeked out the window to see.
Before they spoke, I knew what they were here for.
My heart, my soul, just left me.
My thoughts go back into time,
When he was just a lad.
A dirty face with car in hand,
I wish I once again had.