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He's
still my baby
Tho' at six foot three
It's been quite a while
Since he looked up at me
But I'm there every day
Come rain or shine
Watching him play
This "wee" boy of mine
We've sat for the x-rays
The bruised ribs and the knees
The separated shoulders and concussions
In various degrees
The cuts and the stitches
The ice and the pills
For this game of football and all of it's thrills
The friends that we've made
This kid and me
And what will we do
When the "game" sets us free?
And there's no more high school
And blue, black and white
The screaming of fans
On the Thursday game night!
He's still my baby
This great big young man
And I'm still
His number one fan
..........................................Tracy
Ingram, Dec. 2004
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