Jonah

I love you my child You were born to be wild You popped your balloon Then quickly smiled. Your very first word was ball You pointed to every circle you saw Ball, ball, ball, ball on the wall, down the hall The only thing you said at all Then it was tractor trailers and trucks Bullets, guns and four point bucks You were climbing the walls as I went nuts A quick little kid, leaving trails of dust You were quick to walk and quick to talk You quickly mastered what was taught You were quick to do things on your own It should be no surprise, how quick you've grown But I miss the days when you were small Saying uh oh when you would fall Tripping on my heels, down the hall Every moment shared, I miss it all