Wednesday, June 20, 2012

When you were 5 months old:

an eyelash fell from your beautiful little eye.
In a flash I wiped it from your soft skin and blew it away from my finger tip and I made a little wish for you.

I wished that you'd healthy, wealthy, and strong.
I wished you'd never have any obstacles and that if you did they'd mold you into a good man.
I wished never ending amounts of love upon you and happiness with no limits.
I wished you success and laughter, a long list of memories made with friends you'd never forget.

My sweet son - You complete me.
I am forever in your debt for the happiness you've given me.

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