See the birds up in the sky
Feel the wind in your eye?
Oh the feeling of being a kid,
And knowing that you have lived.
There he goes,
Like the wind blows.
He's my angel,
Look at him dangle.
He is god's creation,
The king of his nation.
He will go far,
But today only to the car.
He will leave me one day,
But never to stay
Away from the one he calls MOM.
------- Author's Notes -------
Written for my son, Aaron while watching him play at Burn Lake
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Catyose (18.104.22.168) -- Wednesday, March 15 2006, 02:37 am|
Lots of love shines thru in the words you wrote for your special little man. Thanks for sharing.
|Clive (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, March 16 2006, 12:49 am|
This was a read full of love
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