Hanh Chau Poet Free verse

My Child

There sit my sweet child as
he was born yesterday.
The bonding between a mother
and her child
through 9 months
inside of a mother's womb
was an incredible and 
precious feeling

I remember the first day he 
came into this world with many
emotional joy and tears as I 
held him in my arms
I said to myself this is such a 
miracle and blessing
To have a little angel
Oh, he was the tiny and cute little
bundle as I rock him to sleep every night

There sit my child he was 
young and innocent 
display with his teddy bear toy
As I looked across from the room 
from the distance watching
him learn how to crawl
and walk he was so sweet 
and adorable
His rosy cheeks, 
chubby face, blonde hair
and blue-eyed
his eyes lightened up with joy 
and ecstatic as he 
called me mama
to be cuddled
in my arms
Oh, he was such a mama's joy
and pride I would not trade him 
for anything in the whole wide world

Now my little precious child 
has grown up to be 
a fine, handsome young
man that made his 
mama proud to call him her son
He often tells me that 
I am the best mother that he could 
ever ask for the love and care that 
I instilled in him to be the amiable 
person that he is today

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