He stands erect like lightning rod. As neat as pin and quite well shod
His buttons gleam, his badges flash, he’s full of strength and full of dash

And I’ve been blessed to see him grow, to watch him plant and reap and sow
From wee small boy to soldier proud, he’s done all things his time’s allowed

He’s mastered mind and body too, and as I’ve watched, and as he grew
I came to feel and came to see that he was now a part of me

He fills me up with joy and strength, and I would go to any length
To raise him up for all to see, and all would look and would agree

And not because he has a gun or has great skills that hard fought won
No my pride comes from deeper stuff. From inner self, a mind that’s tough
From how he deals with those around. Where honesty and truth abound

He is a man - to those who know, who’ll stand and fight and strike a blow
For righteous causes for all men. On him rely, on him depend.

I couldn’t ask for better lad, I’m honoured just to be his dad
I’m proud as proud as proud can be, well after all…………. he’s just like me!

Clemo