This is a poem about a mother’s love and her little boy.

You are my cute boy,

I love you so much,

you are my baby boy.

It doesn’t matter if you are my oldest son.

I like looking at you,

brushing your white teeth,

using you favorite toothpaste,

and making faces in the mirror.

I like looking at you,

doing your hair,

making sure it looks perfect,

before you walk out the door.

All of this, makes me think,

that very soon you’ll be in middle school.

Before I know it,

your high school years will be over.

I pray for you, every single day,

I ask God to watch over you,

and to protect you and all the little boys,

that like you brush their teeth and make faces in the mirror.

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  • cutedrishti8 on Oct 10, 2009

    great peom..specially for mothers..but the fathers will also like as I liked it…

  • Joie Schmidt on Oct 10, 2009

    So sweet!

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Liane Schmidt.

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