My Boy

I look at you my last born child
You are my youngest son
I just can't help but ask myself
If I've done all I should have done

Did we sit and read enough
Learning letters side by side
Or was I to busy running around
Taking kids for ride after ride

Did I hold you close to share our thoughts
Things quiet as a mouse
Or were those times swallowed up
By the chaos in the house

I know that your life is different
When you are the youngest one
There's more people to help you out
Dad's not the only one

I'm always trying to do everything
It's so hard to know what to do
I just hope the choices made
Were right for me and you