Saturday, May 21, 2011

Mama's Boy

I love the boyness of my boy
His dirty fingernails caked with mud
His bare chest streaking by
As he runs
Nerf gun poised for the kill

I love the wicked grin of my boy
Too big teeth, crooked and gapped
His mouth wide open
As he laughs
At his mischievous ways

I love the gentleness of my boy
His bird wing shoulder blades
Lifted against the world
As he maneuvers
Through our storm filled sky

I love the soul that is in my boy
Unfolding into the man he will be
Big heart beating
As he steps
Gingerly creating his path through this life

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