For twenty years I've loved you
With every fiber of my being
The moment you were fresh and new
And from my soul's first seeing
My heart abounds with joy
To see my young man grown
Your still my baby boy
Tho you've been far from home
I wish that I could push back time
And kiss your little face
Kiss your toes, and call you mine
If only by God's grace
Mom
11/20/03
My son is home : )!
He grew taller, he is handsome and strong, and cusses up a storm! Believe it or not Lady A does not allow cursing in her home (only in her poetry) so everytime he cuts loose he pays me a dollar! LOL...when he leaves I am going to give it all back!!! Oh its so great to see him again!!!
Congratulations, Anita! Both to having your son home and a great poem reflecting a mother's love. You might want to check the spelling for "melancholy" or you might owe your son. LOL! ~~Bonnie Q
Little Z is a little person who feels lost and alone. Will he be able to focus and gain control to find his way and find the friends he wants to have? Read this short but very sweet story to find out what happens next.
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congratulations! :) spoil that marine son of yours some for me, a grateful ex-air force medic--he deserves it *salute* and thanks
beautiful, heartfelt, happy write--marine mama! :)
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. *i learned to cuss, too, in the air force LOL but won't around you--can't afford to pay you a dollar LOL*
Love Tinka
from, with this great write...
I look at my youngest son,
and wonder, where did the
go???
Beautiful write, from a
mothers heart... :)
Trixie :)
I bet it's great for him too....There's no place like home.
Great news, ty, Dani
now if every mothers son could come home
Jack