The line is never drawn between a father and his son.
Respect is shrouded in independence,
And independence shrouded in defiance
All to test the strings that bind them
Yet the eyes of a child forever glance back to see if Father's looking on
Longing for his guiding hand to teach and to protect him.
Father, never forget, your son is watching you.
A son lives under his father's shadow.
At times he bears it as his burden,
And other times he wears it as his refuge.
"Love me, Father, although I've sinned;
Today and tomorrow, approve of me still."
Father, never forget, your son is ever watching you.
Father, the days are short when your son is yet a child.
In the blink of an eye he has stepped into your shoes
And has his little one looking up at him.
What is the essence that beholds him?
Father, from the day the miracle of faith embraced your heart
And in your joy it was boldly told,
"I have believed and with me all my household!"
It was from that day on your essence became Holy,
For your son to clearly see.
Father, it is never too late to right any wrongs.
Faith is contagious and spreads like a fire.
From faith comes love,
The love of our Father up above.
Let your love shine bright with exclamation!
Because, Father, never forget,
Your son is forever watching you.
In this way, passing all that matters,
Throughout each and every generation.
"You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven." Matthew 5:14-16 NAS