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My Son


My world, my child, my son

The one thing I cannot live without

My joy, my hope, my dreams

You provide me with them all

 

You are small with big smiles

You have dirty hands and a clean heart

You have innocent eyes

Yet you possess so much knowledge

 

You jump in puddles

You talk back

You throw fits

You dig in the dirt

 

You love with all you have

You hug with all your heart

You smile with all your teeth

You laugh with all your breath

 

You hate bedtime

You pout

You ask "why?" too many times

You push my buttons

 

You pray with both your hands

You protect with all your might

You give with everything you have

You achieve all you try

 

You are my world

You are my child

You are my son

 

You are my joy

You are my hope

You are my dreams

 

You,

I cannot live without

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-But A Dream

Mother of 3 year old son, spouse to active duty military member, veteran of the United States Marine Corps. Currently enrolling in school to become a Veterinarian, starting on my BS in Animal Sciences. Love English courses and poetry. Love to read on my spare time. I try to write about things that I have experienced previously or currently.

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