To my favorite boy:
You are two years old today. I remember the day I first met you. Instantly, I fell in love with you. I thought you were the most perfect thing in the entire world. You were, and still are, a beautiful reflection of everything that is good in the world to me. And no matter what happens in this life, just know that you will forever have my hand, and you will forever have my heart.
I've been blind and I couldn't see
that all the love I've wanted is right here in front of me.
He gives me reason to get through another day
with how he loves me in his special little way.
And when it gets hard for me to sleep at night
he wraps his little arms around me
and says he will always make things right.
From sweet gentle touches to his big hugs and a kiss,
he makes this Hell on Earth seem more like a peaceful bliss.
That big Kool-Aid smile and the twinkle in his eyes,
every time I look at him it makes me want to cry.
But not tears of sorrow, tears of pride and joy
to know that all the love in my heart is wrapped around
my little boy.
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