My Little Boy
I remember when you were my little boy,
An extension of my very being.
My every waking moment belonged to you.
One evening when I called you to supper,
You came to the table all grown up.
Where did all the in between go?
Too soon I was to let you go.
Now, I shall always call you "my son"
But in my heart...
you'll always be my little boy.
I can't believe that I have a 23 year old son. I remember the day he was born like it was yesterday. It actually hit me when I was thinking back on things this morning-Matt is older now than I was when I had him. Where did the time go? Yesterday I was holding a baby; today I'm looking at a man and I couldn't be more proud.
1 comment:
Yep, that one made me cry.
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