My Son
My son the years will come as they will go
I want to tell you something I thought you should know
The day you were born 10lbs 0oz and I heard your first cry
Before I even laid my eyes on you I knew I would lay down my life and die
The moment you looked up at me as to say you needed me and you loved me equally if not more
At that moment I was absolutely sure that God had blessed me at sixteen no matter how young.
Because he felt I was worthy of you...My Son
You know what my heart sounds like from the inside as well as out, and
Your heartbeat matches mine without a doubt
You are the blood of my blood, flesh of flesh; we are one in the same.
If I ever had a doubt I’m glad you came.
Watching you grow and learn is an absolute delight you see
Because I’m your mommy God chose me.
To raise you and teach you right from wrong.
Khristian Isaiah you are my brand new song.
But no matter where you go and how old you get... We aren’t done
Because I’ll always be mom and you’ll always be... My Son
Copyright © Alberta Richardson | Year Posted 2015
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