Topic: My Little Boy Blue | |
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Spagetti o smiles
Sticking hands full of goo Oh where have you been My little boy blue Cleaning up here To find a new mess I can't keep ahead Or keep you in clean dress Always exploring Taking apart things Always up to something Whatever life brings As you face surgery Spagetti o's on the floor I know in my heart I love you even more You keep me hopping Running here and there You keep me going So I sit here in prayer In a quick second I know you'll be fine My little boy blue I'm just so glad your mine ----- Tomorrow my son with Down syndrome faces surgery. He is having tubes put in his ears, but any surgery seems hard and perhaps it's because his last surgery was heart surgery. I am praying for God's best. SDF 11/28/11 |
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Edited by
tazzops
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Mon 11/28/11 12:43 PM
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Edited by
tazzops
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Mon 11/28/11 01:02 PM
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That's beautiful Mistique... beautiful thoughts, during turbulent times, well written.
Wishing you both the best. |
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Thank you for the prayers, and all the well wishes. My son came through surgery with flying colors. He is doing great!
Every now and then, dear son Time reminds me, my little one How precious single moments can be Like when you faced ear surgery It's just the thought that you could go In a split second, everything I know It all could change and how sad I'd be For you are my heart, my legacy I could not be just who I am Without you here my little man For everything I do is for you My job, my hopes, and all I pursue You changed my world the day you came Since then I have not been the same How blessed I am to be your mother As for my life, I'd choose no other. Love ya, Mom SDF 11/29/11 |
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Its the power of prayer.
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A beautiful tribute to your son. Keeping him my prayers.
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Oh Mother of little boy blue.
Your poem is so very true. His giggles and play, make life so rewarding. Gifted in his very own special way. Strands of sketti---O'ssssss hanging, dangling, as his smile shows.. Little boy blue, your so lucky indeed. Having such a wonderful Mother. Who's gifted love, carries all your ever need. A beautiful write with a love as big as life it self.. Your both so very blessed to have each other.. And we're all blessed to share some of your life together,,with us here. His surgery will be fine,,and he'll laugh about it after he wakes, Hugs and love to you both,,and my Prayers also for you both.. |
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Oh Mother of little boy blue. Your poem is so very true. His giggles and play, make life so rewarding. Gifted in his very own special way. Strands of sketti---O'ssssss hanging, dangling, as his smile shows.. Little boy blue, your so lucky indeed. Having such a wonderful Mother. Who's gifted love, carries all your ever need. A beautiful write with a love as big as life it self.. Your both so very blessed to have each other.. And we're all blessed to share some of your life together,,with us here. His surgery will be fine,,and he'll laugh about it after he wakes, Hugs and love to you both,,and my Prayers also for you both.. |
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