For my Baby Boy
I feel my heart swell with great love and joy
Whenever I see his angelic smile.
And when he falls deep asleep in my arms
I linger in the moment for a while.
He has me wrapped around his tiny finger.
His lauch is the sweetest sound to my ears.
I'd do anything to see him happy.
I want to cry, too, when I see his tears.
There's nothing quite like being a mother.
No other state could bring with it so much.
Love, fear, and hope are just the beginnings
Of what he brought with his very first touch.
Whenever I see his angelic smile.
And when he falls deep asleep in my arms
I linger in the moment for a while.
He has me wrapped around his tiny finger.
His lauch is the sweetest sound to my ears.
I'd do anything to see him happy.
I want to cry, too, when I see his tears.
There's nothing quite like being a mother.
No other state could bring with it so much.
Love, fear, and hope are just the beginnings
Of what he brought with his very first touch.
posted by Cathy at 2:08 PM
3 Comments:
That's so sweet!!!
Awww =] *Sniff*
Love,
Len
I have a cold, you know! ;)
Thanks, Len! Hope you get over that cold soon! ;)
Cathy, I keep coming back to this post. I think personal poems like this are the best (forget sloppy "person I'm dating" poetry!)--so genuinely sweet and tender. Love!
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