Missing my son particularly badly today, so I wrote this little poem while thinking about the man he has become. There was this boy who now, is a man. I stare at his picture again, and again. He has the same eyes he had when he was small. But now in those eyes, I see a man, standing tall. I miss the small boy who I held so tight, I rocked him to sleep safe from harm, every night. Now I stare at this man who stands before me I stare, and I wonder how can this be?! My sweet baby boy is a baby no more and with each baby step I grew prouder, for sure. He became a man in the blink of an eye I think of my baby, and try not to cry. I long for the days hearing, hold me, please. With one little hug, his whole world was at ease. When he hugs me now, he may be a man, But I just close my eyes, and hes my baby, again.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 21:52:22 +0000
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