My Boy!
These four walls are closing in as i sleep alone.
Then you bounce upon me and wake me from my dreams.
I stare at your face with love and pride,
realisation of what i have, fills my heart with joy.
My baby, my boy, my life, my son
stares at me, seeking answers to his questions.
What do I tell him?
When he asks where Lilliana has gone?
Tears come to my eyes, as hurt floods my heart.
I rustle up an answer, a mask of what is true.
But all I need to tell him is,
I really do love you!
Copyright © Amy Crofts | Year Posted 2010
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