I have a beautiful boy
And a body I don’t recognise
I’m marked with lines like a map
That shows my journey
It was a one way trip
There is no going back
I have a beautiful boy
And a body I don’t recognise
That has gone through some resizing
But that’s hardly surprising
He needed the room to dance like he does
To grow and kick and move
I have a beautiful boy
And a body I don’t recognise
It’s aged and got tired
But that’s okay
I wouldn’t have it any other way
It’s worked very hard
to make those lashes
Those curls, that smile
That laugh