11.10.09

Beautiful, Beautiful Boy.

Cherubic Baby
Peachy Plump
Dimples
Golden curls.

And now look at you
Tall and lean
I can see your ribs
and roughed up knees

Golden curls.

So Good
(It's your nature)
So patient, thoughtful
Brightly Beaming

You know
I know what it's like
To be where you are

Expectations
Responsibilities
The Fall Back kid

Hustled into growing up
The Work Study
The Oldest

I am amazed by your goodness
Humbled by your effort
Grateful you are mine,
Beautiful Boy

2 comments:

The Dipo's said...

It makes me happy that you are back to blogging and sharing with us all your greatness. I love the poem, it's so wonderful you have that talent to share with your family.

cristie said...

wonderful...i agree with every word! xox