And I don’t say that
just because I gave birth
to him. Even his birth was
fine. I delivered him in ten

minutes time, no medication
no complications. There wasn’t
a “time-out” as a child. He smiled
and followed every rule. The teachers

loved him at school. He put himself
through college. And spent all his free hours
helping other men and woman that had
problems. I gazed up at him with

awe. And I can say with certainty
he is the best creation that I’ve
released into this bleak world. And if
I die tonight, without anything of

my own right, I die proud
to be this man’s mother. To see him
from cradle to walking across
a stage handed his degrees. And to

thank him for teaching me
all the beauty that comes from
giving of yourself. And that living
is thinking about somebody else.