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Kim Feb 2020
I know you don’t want to hear it
But one day you WILL
look up and think,
“****** Mom”
And then notice the rose-gold
Of a sunset

Just like I’m
Always taken by surprise
At how your eyes
Can change from green
to dusty gold then blue
Depending on the hue
Of your plain olive
or blue H & M T-shirt

I know you don’t want to hear it
But you will take that hike one day
With one or two or three
Progeny in tow and go
“Wow, inhale that smell”
Of wet outdoors and nature and life

Just like I inhale the boyness of you
Before you become a man
The spicy alcohol of cologne hiding
The musk of undone laundry maybe
The sweat, excretion of locker room,
Football, or track exertion

I know you don’t want to hear
About the birds and the bees,
Sticking your head out the truck window,
“Mom, please!”
But one day she’ll come for your heart

Just like you came for mine
that morning you were born
Jenny Barajas Aug 2019
Gentle touch, a touch of gold...
My heart is complete when my hand you hold!

Mommy of mine, ohh mommy dear...
my heart is complete when your heart beat is near!

I love you so much, my heart you hold...
You carry within part of my soul!

Mommy of mine, my beautiful soul...
My love for you will eternally grow!
For you are the reason I live, laugh, and play...
the day you are blessed with wings my life will turn grey!

Angel of mine, my baby dear...
As long as I'm around you shall never fear!
For I'll be by your side to make memories from the heart, & promise to guide you & protect you even after I part!

Unconditional love, two hearts made of one...
the bond between a mother & Son!
A poem inspired & dedicated with lots of love to my dear friend June and her baby boy Sovereign <3
Samantha Carroll Jun 2016
His Tiny hands holding mine
His Tiny feet  padding across the hardwood floor
His Tiny arms reaching up for me to pick him up
His tiny head laying on my chest while he falls asleep
His sweet laughs when I tickle him
Hell only be little for a little while
But he’ll always be my baby
I just hope that
My hands keep his warm
In my footsteps he will be proud to follow
In my arms he finds comfort and protection
That he'll remember my laugh whenever I’m gone
He’s only little for a little while
My love he will always carry.

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