To My Son Poem by Ginny Cadle

To my one and only son
Lately I've been letting my memories run
There's something that I thought of yesterday
That I'd like to share with you today
When I was a little kid
No matter what I said or did
My parents would wipe away all my tears
And chase away all my fears
Everything would be all right
By the time I laid down at night
Then came the time I traded in my toys
So I could check out all the boys
Late at night I would sneak out
To find out what love was all about
I finally found the one I wanted to marry
And his child I did carry
Then our family problems began
I slowly started losing my man
One night he didn't come home at all
He never bothered to write or call
You quit asking for your dad
We did our best with what we had
The day came when you told me
That I was going to be called nanny
That's when I realized that you are no longer a boy
I can't recall the last time you played with a toy
One day you're a little boy, the next you're a man
That wasn't part of my plan
Now you have a son of your own
Who often calls nanny on the phone
I often hear him say
'Can I come over today? '
As I watch this little boy
Playing with a toy
I look at him and see
My son looking back at me.