I want a child,

One to call my own -

A baby,

A little boy.

A curious toddler;

An adolescent spotty teen;

A courageous man.

I want to love and cherish my boy,

And watch him grow to change the world.

He stands strong with no fear of the future,

His smile is reassuring as the sun’s kiss on a summer’s day.

He's my beautiful child -

Forever his mummy’s boy.

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