I hope you are drawn to the simplicity of this poem.
My son, my son, forget me not,
‘Tis you, ’tis you, your Savior bought.
In life, in life, I in you dwell
The hope, the hope, your faith shall tell
From you, from you, I’ll ne’er depart
Because, because, remembering is my art.
-Poema, Sonship
