Dear Son,

Son, today I look at you and you’re almost a man.
Yet I can recall all the times I held your tiny hand.

So precious and small and partly me.
I never knew I could love so deep.

Your baby blues would look back at me.
Subdued by the warmth and everything you need.

Now look at you towering over me
almost ready to spread your wings.

Oh how time quickly fades
combined in a blur of years, weeks, and days.

You may not need me like you use to
But mama still has a job to do.

No manger how many years go by
or how many miles you fly.

I will always be just one call away
Always there to save the day.

I am so proud of you son
and all that you have become.

I look forward to watching all your dreams come true.
I will be cheering from the sidelines as the giants are subdued.

I look at you today and I know one thing is true.
God knew just what He was doing when he gave me you. 


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