" When do you not miss me mom"
you questioned.
I laughed , how true!
As an infant I cradled you
in your sleep
watching the wonder that you are.
I listened to your breathing
watching the lines of your face.
My heart was full with love,
my soul was soaring.
You are a man ,
you listen to me
you lift me
you humble me.
You make me want to be
the best .
You make me want to soar.
My precious son,
my love,
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