My Son Poem by Joann Carrano Passmore

On September 26, in eight-two
A beautiful baby boy was born too
My son was born at 8: 45 at night
And boy he was a beautiful sight

His hair was a strawberry blond
And his mom knew they would have a bond
For each of them love each other so
This was God’s plan you know

The joy and love we shared from the heart
Has been there from the very start
The love between a child and mother
It is a love like no other

I has been there for him all of his life
It would not matter even if when he has a wife
The bond that we share is love and trust
With a mother and son that is a must

He knows I am there for him all the time
And I am glad that he is mine
The bond and love we share is beyond belief
And he knows his mom will give him love, not grief

For when he makes the wrong choice
He hears his mom’s tender voice
That no matter what he does
He will always have her precious love