Adam

A bundle of nerves and cries-

so tender, he melts my soul.

Holding him made me feel whole-

when all of me was dying.

He may not remember me-

nor my face but my heart is his.

I carry him in my heart, my sweet bliss.

Losing you was what set me free-

but I swear I will come back for you.

You may no longer like to play peekaboo-

but it’s OK, I will settle for a smile.

You may not be as hungry as you were-

but now we can play as rough as you like.

I have so much to tell you-

and you have so much to ask-

but I hope I will have time-

and the chance to spend with you.

I live on the hope of touching your face-

I sleep dreaming of seeing you.

I hold on to the very little I have from you-

A towel and a recording of your cries.

Until Judy and you are in my arms again-

I pray and hope for us to be together.

You will always be my son-

my one and only Adam