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.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Kyle, Our Mama's Boy
Posted by Heather at 9:14 PM
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2 comments:
What a sweet, sweet face, even when scowling!
This is my Katie....... Oh, do I understand.
You missed out on a wonderful outing!
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