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What Am I?
My son asked me about my name today,
Where it came from,
He asked me quietly;
“What am I?”
Ah, how my heart swelled,
With motherly pride,
I told him the truth;
“My son so sweet and shy…
You are a bear,
Strong and protective,
Moving slowly through the forest,
Enjoying the freedom of your youth,
You are a wolf,
Trotting so many miles,
Exploring the domain of your life,
Searching for friendship and love,
Within the realm of your world…
You are a rabbit,
Quiet and shy,
Soft and lovely,
Trusting in your will to survive…
You are an eagle,
Wise and free,
Flying in the sky,
Forever free…
You are my son,
Adored and loved,
A mother’s dream of honor and hope,
Looking back at me,
With shiny black eyes…
You are a boy,
Becoming a good man,
With the hope of the world,
Resting on your young shoulders…
My son,
You may not know what you are,
But I do,
And I do not fear for your future,
You are the light of my life,
A good and strong son,
Noble and true friend,
You are blessed and loved…
You are my son.”
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A good and strong son,
Noble and true friend,
You are blessed and loved…
You are my son.”
Such verses are a witness to your mother's love for your son and they are beautiful in every way, Retta. Love and peace to you. Regis
Sandie May Angel
so many times they don't.
Your sensitive soul is bared in this masterfully written poignant poem of love. You have such a beautiful gift. So easily you stir me and many others with your lovely words.
Chanti
A stunning picture ... an excellent tribute ... wonderful!
Robert
Wise and free,
Flying in the sky,
Forever free…
Gem of a write...I always read your write whenever I get a chance to do so....and u never let your loyal readers down...add me as your fan...write filled with raw emotions....cheers...love n luck...BHUWAN
There is so much pride to be in the right kind of name.
blessin's Reindeer,
cynth'ya lewis reed
beautiful
wise
maternal
just glorious!!!
Excellent!
TRASK
What an absolutely wonderful poem, filled with love and pride as only a mother knows. Stunning write and gorgeous picture, thank you. I wrote one just recently called "My Child" not written as eloquently as this. But I know the pride.
Warm hugs
Elga
o, this is absolutely stunning--tears are rolling down my face--so beautiful--i could feel the mother's pride--just GORGEOUS--
thank you--a keeper
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
A beautiful tribute for the Son you adore!
Lisa
Serenity and moonlight
HH
Love Tinka
Great inspiring write for others too.
Susan
Heartfelt write.
Lucky little man and lucky you.
It made me remember my own son, of whom I felt the
same way, and who is no longer with me.
Thank you for this lovely poem and picture, Retta!
Well Done!
Reg.
M.Rose
the World through Life! Am I saying that right?
I hope you understand.
Excellent poem.
I could use your "Magical" touch right now,
the second lesion cannot be operated on.Dr.'s say
a Good year left, I told him to go to H***! We will see what happens!
Love,
Becca
much pleasure, it is a treasure!My eyes were wet as I read,such a loving poem!
Thanks for sharing