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A Wrestler, My Son
Author Unknown |
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I watch you walk across the mat
To face another foe, I share your joy and feel your pain And inside I know, Tremendous pride each time you try The test that’s one on one, You give your best, your skills, Your strength, and so…. I Thank You, Son It’s difficult to stand alone While friends and foe look on, But you have done all this And more, and so… I Thank You, Son The wrestler is a special knight, His courage is his shield, His weapons are his arms and legs, The skills he has to wield. And heart and mind, and confidence, Important every one. Yes, you possess these qualities so… I Thank You, Son |
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