My Son, You Can Make It

My son, you can make it
Although I am gone
You are not alone
God will see you through all of your trying times
As he sits on his throne

My son, you can make it
Please hold to God's unchanging hand
Being here was not one of God's promises
So it was meant for me to go
When the master made his call I couldn't say no

My son you can make it
To where I made it
For we will meet again face to face
When your work here is done
And thy heavenly father makes his calls for you to come one home


by Ashley Jackson

Comments (26)

intersting.. So lovely and powerful.
I thought you were like the rest. Well, what's to be done? ' 'To be done' 'Is it all right? ' 'Yes.' 'Sure? ' 'Yes, but why? '
I would give this poem a ten but PH hasn't allowed me to rank a poem in a month or so.
Every teenage girl should have to memorize this piece, do a research paper on it and the effects of teenage on the rest of her life in all the realms that characterize a female's life. Because this poem really reveals the truth about boys at this age in their life and perhaps all the rest of their life. I liked the style of this wise poem.
A poem on love having thrilling expression has been presented nicely.
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