My little boy

I feel his head on my heart,
When it’s time to rest.
Wrapping his arm around me,
How’d I get so blessed?

He’s the best parts of me,
Innocent and pure.
My depression was a cancer,
And he’s the only cure.

Our time has flown by,
But he’s still my little boy.
Our bound is unbreakable,
Not even death could destroy.

He’s my joy,
My happiness it’s true.
I’ll be you’re Mommy forever,
And you’ll stay my Mavaroo,

Reviews

[JamesTleBourn]

Aww, Courtney this was wonderful! I really enjoyed reading this. I like how the stanzas went. In order of times when the theme occurred, it was: present, past, future, and eternity. It told the full story of a mother in all time frames. Really creative.

I hope you, your child, and your husband stay safe!

James

[Courtney Hough]

James, thanks so much for reviewing! I really appreciate it:) hope you and yours are safe during this crazy time! And hopefully stocked up on toilet paper haha:)

[Lale]

I love it. The mother-child love is the purest form of love. This poem is so overwhelming and heartwarming. Thank you for sharing. May your child be blessed.

[Courtney Hough]

Awe thanks so much! :)

[.]

Such a cute little poem. You did a great job writing this!

[Courtney Hough]

You’re a sweetie thanks so much!

[.]

Your welcome
:)

[Diamond]

Beautiful, mommy sentiment expressed with effortless poetic flow and a tinge of solace in sorrow.

[Courtney Hough]

Thanks so much for reviewing!:)