My son, Philip, is now 14 years old, no longer a young boy, but
growing into a bright and loving young man. He has been my faithful
companion all of his Life, together we have weathered the storms of Life.
He is a "typical" teenage boy, who enjoys spending endless hours
playing his favorite games on his Playstation, but also realizes
the importance of his school work, and always achieves high marks
while taking mostly "honors" classes. He wants his future career
to be in the field of computers, big surprise huh.
Here are a few poems written by myself about him, and written also by
my wonderful son, whom I will stand by, forever . . .