Ca88andra's Poems: My son

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

My son

No one ever told me The pitter-patter of little feet Would become the thumping Of size 15s down the hall. No one ever told me The soft giggling sounds Would become the loud Raucous laughter of a man. No one ever told me The little wiggling boy Would become far too Big to sit on my lap. So, instead I... Sign in to see full entry.

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