This year my son turned 22
It's so hard to beleive
Time has went by so very fast
I really can't conceive

It seems as if just yesterday
You were a little tyke
playing ball and skipping rocks
And learning to ride a bike

I've silently watched you through the years
spread your wings and fly
I can't explain the pride I feel
To see you soaring to the sky

And when the storm clouds gather
and force you down to land
I'll always be there waiting
to take you by the hand

All the qualities I see in you
will help you on your quest
With a gentle heart and open mind
I know you'll give your best