To My Son
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At 19 I had a child
No going out and running wild.
But my son, my pride and joy.
My one reason to keep going.
Two years pass and I’m still happy.
He does a lot that keeps me laughing.
He runs and plays and doesn’t stop.
Then he picks things up and… Drop!
Though he can leave me uneasy
And make me get all queasy
Simply from things he does
But I know in me he trusts.
To catch him when he throws himself.
But to catch him I hurt myself.
Even with these times of stress
I wouldn’t trade for any less.
Soon my son will be full grown
And go off in this world alone
Though I will be here for backing
He has to learn to take the whacking.
He won’t always have me here
So I am to teach him to steer
His way through life he wonders so.
Though with my teaching he can go
And not just scrape by.
But become better than I.
To follow his dream
As well as be happy.
But in the end he will find
No love more than mine.
For he is my son and I his mother
My love for him is for no other.
The bond we hare will never leave
And I hope he won’t greave.
My hope for him is happiness.
It’s love and peace, and nothing less.
To my son, my everything
I love you more than anything.
This poem is for you to know.
I’ll always help you as you grow.
My life I’ll give for yours
No matter the scores.
For you ill always be my son.
Always my most precious loved one.