As promised I am reblogging the poem I wrote for my son in addition to the one I reblogged earlier for my daughter.
My son, thou dost have the ear of God.
Viking warrior, son of Thunder.
The rock upon which we are guided.
My son, thou givest thought to future
And hold fond memories of the past,
Thine heart is mindful of those you love.
Wear not the masks which hide your true Self
For thine spirit is unbreakable
And through thee your father was redeemed.