My sweet boy

Promise me you’ll treat her right

Promise me you won’t leave her alone at night

Promise me you’ll hold her tight even when she isn’t feeling alright

My sweet boy

Treat her right, she isn’t a toy

Promise me that her heart you won’t destroy

Promise me that her company you’ll enjoy

My sweet boy

Promise me that you’ll give her nothing but joy

That putting hands on her is something you will forever avoid

No matter how much you’re feeling annoyed

My sweet boy

I hope to raise you right

I hope to guide you towards the light

I hope that you don’t raise your voice

And if it ever gets out of control…

Just know you always have a choice

Categories: poetry

Tags: poem, poetry