Christian

You are my firstborn, my one only son,

Mama’s sweet buddy since life had begun.

I still see you running, a gazelle on the field,

With a tender young spirit you never concealed.

You looked out for me as the years hurried past,

A bond built on faith that was destined to last.

Oh, Christian, I see all the work of your hands,

How you rise from the trials and faithfully stand.

You love God and your family, you're loyal and true,

And I will be right here, believing in you.

Through the hardest of days, you are anchored in joy,

And you’ll always be Mama’s beloved little boy.

You take on the blame just to keep others safe,

You cover their wrongs with a blanket of grace.

Though some took advantage, you never grew cold,

You deserve all the blessings this lifetime can hold.

For your five little children, you get back up tall,

A wonderful father who gives them his all.

Oh, Christian, I see all the work of your hands,

How you rise from the trials and faithfully stand.

You love God and your family, you're loyal and true,

And I will be right here, believing in you.

Through the hardest of days, you are anchored in joy,

And you’ll always be Mama’s beloved little boy.

You’re a singer, an artist, with humor so bright,

You make up a song that turns darkness to light.

I saw how you cared for your grandmother's heart,

So gentle and kind till the day you must part.

Now the date of her passing is inked on your neck,

A beautiful tribute of love and respect.

Oh, Christian, I see all the work of your hands,

How you rise from the sorrow and faithfully stand.

You love God and your family, you're loyal and true,

And I will be right here, believing in you.

Through the hardest of days, you are anchored in joy,

And you’ll always be Mama’s beloved little boy.