Monday, October 10, 2016

Happy 19th Birthday Darlin'

My handsome, smart, funny, youngest son and his dad.
This birthday's the last one I'm the mother of a teen;
19 years ago our son arrived upon the scene...
We thought he was perfect then and, frequently, still do.
I cannot believe - next year - his age will start with 2.

Our poor son will always be my little boy to me,
Never mind the fact that he's already 6 foot 3
(Plus, I swear, the boy's still growing taller everyday)
And the brownish hair I had is now completely gray.

Evidence the years are quickly passing I ignore
Even as I wish our son a happy hundred more.
But, if I should live to see that, hope it won't annoy
Him to learn that, even then, he'll be my little boy.

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