Mommy, Whose Eyes Do I Have?

Mommy Whose Eyes Do I Have?
Mommy whose eyes do I have? Do I have yours, or do I have dad’s.
Son. You have my eyes; they are just my eye’s shape and size.
Mommy whose nose did I get? …I got your nose too I bet!
Son. Yes, you got my nose, you got my nose and my long toes.
Mommy, whose hair is my hair like? And where in the world did I get this spike?
Son. You’ve got my hair too. It will be with you your whole life through.
Mommy, did I get your height? Will I one day be quite a sight?
Son, yes, I believe you will be, very tall in your anatomy.
Mom, do I have your heart, did I get from you this part?
Son, you have a heart all your own, and over the years oh, how it’s grown.
You have a heart that is kind, and sweet,
A heart that loves all the people you meet.
Your heart is good, fair, and strong;
A trait that will keep you as you go along,
Son, in many ways you are like me,
But in the ways that matter most, you’ve been given gifts from the Holy Ghost.
It is up to you to do right or wrong, but I know you son, and I know your heart;
And I pray that you will never depart,
From a path that’s true and right, and leads you home to me each night.


MRH
For my Son. My leader. My Firstborn.