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Poem: “Child of Mine”

by on Jan 24, 2015 in Poetry
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Child of Mine

He needs you, needs you now;
Son, he has no wine.
He calls out now for you;
Son, he too is a son of mine.

She needs you, needs you now;
Son, she has no wine.
She calls out now for you;
Son, she too is a daughter of mine.

All these children in my care
Need to taste Your wine.
All who call to you,
All are children of mine.

Guy McClung
Copyright 2014


Guy McClung is a granddad who loves his children and grandchildren, and as a Patent Attorney helps people develop inventions. He lives in San Antonio Texas with his wife Karen who has stayed with him for 41+ years.