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My Son

Knowing was instant All feelings brand new How shall I do this? Getting ready for you. There was no money And barely food But I was determined Never to come un-glued The months passed by My glow was seen Quite the big belly For me, just a teen. You came to light just few hours passed I saw you my son Through the mirrored glass. Things were tough As you did grow Even though not ready Try not to let go. You came to me At the age of two Your spirit so pure I knew I love you. Your grew so fast Into quite the young man So much defiance I had on my hands. At twelve years old I gave you to your dad We were always fighting Sometimes pretty bad. So many years passed I heard no word You so mad at me I mean super perturbed. Then one day you came back home For a little while with loving tone. You raised yourself The time you were gone, You learned how to cook And play games till dawn. Now here we are As mother and son I’m so glad you forgave Our fighting is done. You’re now a daddy So natural to see Your loving and kind Is meant to be. So proud of you Donny And pleased I have you Topping all my parenting Held your family like glue. I love you son You’ve grown to a man Have a great girl Which was part of your plan. Forgive me my child Sometimes I did stray Your really so great As the man you are today.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 4/19/2015 3:46:00 PM
oh what a wonderful tribute for you son - you have had your good times and bad but both come through them and he is a daddy now - what a wonderful tale:-) Hugs Jan xx
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Jan Allison
Date: 4/19/2015 4:09:00 PM
I just have one son - no grandchildren yet - just hope I am round long enough for that to happen:-) Hugs jan xx
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Athena Hoefs
Date: 4/19/2015 3:55:00 PM
Thank you again. Our children, and grandchildren truly inspire us don't they?

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