Your first-born …
© By Kathy Armijo
Your first-born …
In this child you see
A small deity
Your first-born …
A child created so lovingly
You wonder about his destiny
Your first-born …
You felt so inept
So many times, you wept
Your first-born …
To cuddle and hold this child
Oh, how you smiled
Your first-born …
The thrill of watching him grow
Like watching a bird take flight … such a tiny sparrow
Your first-born …
Kissing away all the boo-boo’s
Wiping his nose gently with tissues
Your first-born …
Trying not to give into your parental fear as you watch him thrive
As he gives it his ALL, you know he’ll survive
Your first-born …
In this child, you see a glimpse of yourself
Always hoping he finds … love, happiness and wealth
My first-born …
Lived such a short time
He’s been gone such a long time
My first-born …
Led the way for his brothers into eternity
Now they are all together playing and loving … happily
Author’s Note: In memory of my oldest son, Anthony Michael III 05/03/70----07/27/79
God Bless
Michelle~
John
I understand those feelings well...
Cryssa
hugs
B
Larry
Sad but Beautiful write. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
hugs
Fee
The world says to move on, the mother moves at her own pace.
Georg
Love and hugs,
Eileen
Be always safe,
Karen
He lived an entire lifetime in those nine years and left a legacy of his own.
Our own greed wishes it were longer.
I know the feeling.
Love ya--RaeLynn