My Son

A beautiful poem indeed a piece of your heart. I can't even begin to understand the joys and pains, the trials and accomplishments, that you've went through as a young mother. Every word was held with care. Brilliant!
Take care

This is a beautiful dedication to your son Sylvia.The words spoken in every stanza could only come from the depths of the heart of a caring and wonderful mother.
I've enjopyed reading this beautiful piece.Well versed.
Paul...

This is a beautiful dedication to your son Sylvia.The words spoken in every stanza could only come from the depths of the heart of a caring and wonderful mother.
I've enjopyed reading this beautiful piece.Well versed.
Paul...

This was filled with great tender for a child's appreciation and entering into your world. I think there is a special hungering to become a mother, and even as young as I am, I long to hold one of my own. "A son"- to really imagine someone so close and beautiful, describe him, is gentle yet powerful. I loved the ease of the rhyme and the loving repetition that made my heart smile to know your love for him is much more between you two. How wonderful! God bless you and may you all be blessed forever!

Hello my dear,
I remember how I felt when I first became a parent. Excitement, worry and uncertainty. These feelings are still with me now and will always be. Your poem takes the reader through these emotions.
I can only imagine how daunting it must have been being so young yourself. And yet, you feel blessed to have had a son, to always have love for another no matter how near or far. Your repeated line 'there you were, my son' is so symbolic of this eternal, unbreakable bond between mother and child.

An inspirational and touching read.

Michael x