Sunday, August 12, 2007

Kyle, Our Mama's Boy



Kyle, Our Mama's Boy,
Before, I dreamt of a child who'd nuzzle, and cuddle,
and long to be held by me.
And now, I feel guilty in moments
when I long to be un-clung from you.
But, oh my sweet boy, how my crazy-love for you looms.
Engulfing, I admit, all of me --
even my fleeting pangs of independence from you.
Words cannot be put to it --
the sticky, sweet, salty skin,
wave after wave of reciprocal adoration between
this Mama and Her Boy.



2 comments:

Andromeda Jazmon said...

What a sweet, sweet face, even when scowling!

insanemommy said...

This is my Katie....... Oh, do I understand.

You missed out on a wonderful outing!