Little BoyA Poem by AmyLittle boy. Innocent, naive. Trusting and bold. Full of absolute glee. Asleep, precious. Snoring, but precious just the same. Awake, so full of life. Limited, but life just the same. Trains. You sure love trains. Trains when you dream, trains when you wake. You sure love your trains.
Little boy. Not so little anymore. My little boy. So giving, yet shy. In awe of a world that you know nothing of. I know the world, and am taken by your awe.
Little boy. Seeing things through your eyes makes it all so simple. Things are what they are, nothing more, nothing less. How easy!
Little boy. My precious little boy... Who's raising who?
3/20/98 © 2008 Amy |
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