Ode To My Son On His 28th Birthday

When I looked up at you the other night I saw you coming through the door Framing it with your amazing smile steadfast, self assured, a happy man A happy Dutch life with Irish sea-kissed roots Not just a European but a world class man As you stood before me, I felt such pride. When I think of you, I see my little boy blue Forever young, blond mop, those winsome sky eyes my spry child, intelligent, forever questioning hyperactive, mischievous, a little dare devil your smile, a mile wide in times of trouble I see you holding your teddies Ruby and Rupert Tractors, diggers, broken engines brrrrrrrmm. Your love of engines, paid off after all as you shifted gear to driving instruction For a guy who showed no interest in being a scholar Now you are the teacher, with a flurry of pupils I think it works better, this way around. Your greatest gift is your love for people Your greatest asset, your winning smile Keep on living and loving as you do You view life through a positive lens Becoming a mother hit me with a new perspective An appreciation of life, when I gave you yours Together we grew, and continue to grow In love and respect, now and forever.