'A Story I Must Tell' Poem by Linda Winchell

Come sit beside me darlin son
I have a story I must tell.
Of a much simpler time in history
one of which I know so well.

Where mom and I walked arm and arm
snuggled close holding hands and kissed.
I sometimes seem to go back there
if only in my mind to reminisce.

I share with you those moments
the ones from long ago.
I want you to hear them dear son of mine
I want all of them for you to know.

So that one day when you marry
take a partner to share your life.
That you'll be the best of lover and husband
and she will be your friend and wife.

Hold her hands and tell her
How dear she is to you.
There was a gift in that story, my son
those memories with mom, who gave of birth to you.