flutterwings

Wings With Love
2001-09-23 03:29:23 (UTC)

Poem- My Growing Son

I turned the corner of the hallway
and what did I see?
My young son is growing up,
as quickly as can be.

Sitting upon his bed, playing a video game
I took a look at his face
He just is not the same

He’s so much taller,
thinner too.
His voice is changing,
there is nothing I can do

I took another glance,
and then began to stare
That glance I took,
it then made me to begin to feel scared.

Scared of what?
I am not quite sure
Maybe it’s the fact,
he’s really growing up and becoming more mature

And in a few short years,
he won’t need me
Like he does in these present years.

This young boy, is growing into a young man
Quickly before my eyes.
And before I know it he will be off,
and he will begin to fly

Fly from the woman who gave him life
From the one who nestled him to her breast
Fly to live his own life
And to do his very best.

I LOVE YOU JOHNNY WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL
AUGUST 4, 2001