Benjamin

This is about my little boy.

 
Nothing tears up my heart like thinking about you.
This is a sunny emotion; I don't need the power of the sun to shine on the light from my heart to you, my son.
My boy, my child, all of the hope I could ever feel for mankind
And my relationship to Mankind, I see before me as I watch your little mind, all the love I could give or find.
My boy my heart, I don't like having something that I love like I love you, I love it but don't like it, because It makes me so very vulnerable to the arrows of the world,
I prefer to stand on cliffs and not be hurled.
This is an electric emotion, my adoration of you could fill the confines of any metaphor I could use, and the power of feeling is so new.
My boy, my beloved, my soul, my flesh, you are of me, so much just like me, your three year old little foot smiles and tries to wear my boots, and yet you are yourself your own little man, your trucks, trains, tractors, and little grassy hands.
I don't like caring as much as I do, the fact that you have been so many little people, each a new lovely friend, you grow and are different and newly began.
My boy, others before me have felt the same; there's nothing new I could say or could claim.
I don't like the fact that I can't exist without you, to be a part of your day's is my greatest joy, I love unlearning cynicism, I love loving absolutely, I love having to trust and let go, most of all I love and crave your little boy you, every thing that you say and all things that you do.
But I can't say I like these things, because to have them taken away would be more than I could take. I'm a bendable branch, but you're where I break.

Reviews

[Andrea A. Wentz]

hehe It's so humbling to have a child that you love. Pride, arrogance, and conciet go out the window when they're around. If only we could hold on to who we are with them even when they're no where to be found. Such peace and love we'd share.

A beautiful write, full of love and raw honesty. Spilling yourself out to us, all for the love of your son. :)

[curley]

=]. This one made me smile. It is very well done. It does a good job of conveying the growing of your little boy, and with that growing, it seems that your love grows too. "..my adoration of you could fill the confines of any metaphor I could use.." and "..I'm a bendable branch, but you're where I break." are my favorites. The last one I can definitely relate to. Thanks for sharing. God bless.