Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)
My Child - Poem by Kimbaline Navas (she who waits)
My Child is the greatest gift of all, a blessing from the start, he took my love and stole my heart he is my priceless gift from dusk to dark.
Deep blues that console my very thoughts of yesterday, got me dreaming and enjoys the days of tomorrow, and live this life with the greatest of easy for today, for he is my world and the best part of me.
My son, My Boy, My lil man the one that bares my last name, shares my deep blue eyes, that secure the heart and loves me for me not for what I think I should be.
He is imbedded into my soul until my days of old; I love this child of mine.
What an amazing feeling to create a love that could not be more perfect than thee, to share a part of my wife & me, once a wonderful seed and now a little me.
My son holds the key to life simple joys and I will trust the Innocence’s that he beholds.
For God blessed me with a child to love and hold. Imagine a little person with tiny hands reaching for me and now I will take my stand.
My child for the world to see, I am a Daddy and a good Daddy is what I will be.
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