Hurting hearts on the Mend
Hearts were hurting all over the world tonight.Hearts in my town were drowning in pools of tears.
Words and hurtful things were exchanged for much time now.
Our hopes and dreams are they truly fears?
A boy reached out to me tonight.
A boy whom I thought was out of site.
Aboy that I cuddled in my arms and played Power Rangers with.
A boy? NO!!!! A man who I thought I lost touch with.
This man is my son, my pride and joy.
I guess my wanting the best for him, made him feel inadequate.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry.
I never meant for you to feel like you failed, I have only seen you fly.
Dont lose touch with who u really are.
You my child , are truly a shining star.
It doesnt matter who you are, or what you become.
My dream in life for you is to do what I have not done.
Rather you be a pawn ,pauper or king,I will hold you high in the center ring.
May you be rich or poor , it is you my son that I adore!
May you travel to many exotic places, or just stay local and be with familiar faces.
May you be a doctor or have an apple orchard
It is your life , dont ever let it be tortured.
Grow older with grace and pride
For it is you that I see in I.
I see all I wanted to be.
Smart, attractive, fun and loved
No not me son, I was none of the above.
You are it, the boy I raised as a single mom.
Now I brag about my son who is in college now with a job.
I rant and rave about what a great guy you are.
Yes my child ,I do.
For you are my star!
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