My Boy

There is nothing like the first time I saw your sweet and handsome face

Or the first time I saw your big brown eyes dance as you smiled up at me

You always did anything so I'd hold you, let me tell you, my boy, just how much I loved it

All the stars aligned, Heaven opened and poured its pure light down on your beautiful self and every angel belted out a Heavenly chorus

The feeling of knowing I made you so joyful, the feeling of holding you, seeing your smile, hearing your laugh

I'm glad for the pain my heart bears in your absence

Every blessed tear that I've cried, that rolls from my beating heart to my cheeks,

In your absence is a blessing, my boy, my blessing of pain. For it truly is more blessed to give than to receive and far better to hurt because I loved with my all,

Then to hurt because I did not love.

This is for you, my boy.