How Blessed Am I? - Poem by Heather Schroer
How blessed am I?
To have been chosen to be the mother of such a beautiful being.
To be the Guide to this wonderous soul in his journey through this life.
To be warmed by his laughter and smile.
To be wrapped in his loving glow.
To feel his innocent kiss on my cheek.
Thank you Christopher.
Thank you for blessing me and taking my hand down the right path.
Now it is my turn.
I hope I can fill the shoes you lay before me.
I love you, son.
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