My Beautiful Son Poem by Debora Johnson

Tears flowed down my cheeks
As I cradled you in my arms
Tiny fingers sqeezing mine
New joy grew deep and warm

Watching as you slept
A gift from God above
Never could I imagine
Feeling this all consuming love

Those sparkling big blue eyes
looking up at me
taking your fist steps
Climbing that first tree

That fist day of school
My brave little man
Walking down the sidewalk
Holding tightly to my hand

I held you oh so tight
hopeing childhood would last
through scraped knees and bruises
As you grew up so very fast

Rocking you so gently
As you cried that lonely night
Your fist taste of heartache
Drowning out the light

Ballgames and dances
Freinds fill your days
to soon it's graduation
And going your own way