So tiny and so little, I placed him on his bed and bowed
down and gave him a sweet kiss on his head.
He curled up into a little
ball and closed his eyes to dream.
I gazed at him closed the door and
wondered what the future had in store.
Did I give him hugs when he was
hurting and wipe his tears? Did I hold him tightly and chase away his
fears?
Will he find the little key I left in his heart, when life wears
him down and he wants to give up?
He’s all grown up now and on his own,
living life as all young men do.
The day came where he opened up my door
weary from life’s journey and bestowed a kiss on my head as I slumber
in my bed.
To My Sons- Love Mom
-Lisamarie-
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