When breath of life gave you to me
My life became complete,
We never say how much we care,
We take as understood.
But I was wrong to soldier on
And not divulge a word,
to tell you what you mean to me
It just never occurred……
When others hurt me, made me cry
Your arm was always there.
Your silent presence like a screen
To filter out the pain.
You listened patiently to tales
Of how she'd hurt me yet again
I didn't see your manly strength,
Or know you too were pained.
You let me vent my hurt and loss
I never saw your own,
I didn't stop to see that you and me
Were together- not alone.
My eyes are clear now, reason back
and that's because of you.
Your love and loyalty unfailing,
Your filial love so true.
I hope that you will always know
how much you mean to me.
Sometimes words really aren't enough
because my son you see..
You are my rock, you are my life,
my pleasure and my joy,
My very special gift from God,
My precious, unique boy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your arms was always there! ! Thanks for sharing.