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Apr 2020
To my son,
I can't wait,
to hold you close.
I can't wait,
to love you the most.
You're so perfect,
and I haven't met,
you yet.
You're so perfect,
without being here yet.
I promise to,
hold you,
no matter what.
I promise to wipe,
your tears,
that may stream,
down your face.
I promise to stand,
with you,
all through life.
I promise no matter what,
you're the light,
of my life.
You're a blessing,
and you don't,
even know.
You're my blessing.
Oh, how I love you so.
I've given you,
your grandfather's name,
because he was,
kind and just.
I hope you'll,
be the same.
I'm sorry you'll,
never know him.
He would've spoiled,
you so.
He would've held you,
and given you the world.
You may want to know,
why I'm letting you,
all of this.
It's because he,
was my world,
but he was taken away,
to a better place.
You're here now,
and you're my life.
I promise my son,
no matter what,
I have your back
Sarah Ramlal
Written by
Sarah Ramlal  21/F/Trinidad & Tobago
(21/F/Trinidad & Tobago)   
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