You were so tiny when you were born, colored all black and blue. 
Only four pounds twelve ounces, now look at you.
I can’t believe that little baby which I held in just one hand,
Is turning sixteen, becoming a young man.
Head held high and walking tall, at six foot two
My eyes are tearing as I look up at you.
Your dreams, your hopes, all your plans,
Are turning you into my Big Man.
Your smile lights my heart, and your laughter sometimes brings me to tears.
My son I have enjoyed watching you grow for the last sixteen years.
I love you son.
Love Mom!