My Child's Child
I'm sending this poem to our son, who is in Iraq. He has only seen his daughter on Skype. I want him to know how much his father, and I love, and miss him. In addition, we our so very PROUD of …
Published: Feb 2006
My Childs Child
I watch the years fly, where is my little boy?
The pictures that tell a story how you grew so fast.
Once a little boy with trucks and slides
to fill your day.
A grown man now who changed his name.
A precious little flower,
a kiss from heaven was born today.
She'll call him Daddy, looking in her eyes,
his Reflection he will see.
Finally, he will understand the love I feel for him.
In an instant, his world will change forever.
His journey in life on a new path, one filled with
Crayons finger-paint and giggles.
Finding pleasure in everyday things, the world
Will look brand new.
I never thought I could love my little boy more
But on this day when he placed my grandchild in
My arms I swear I do.
I realize what a gift we received.
My child's child '
amazed as I kiss her soft cheek.
I will reach for my son's hand,
to offer encouragement and support.
Yesterday's memories tucked away in my heart.
Looking forward to what tomorrow will bring.
Amazed by the love I have for both of them.
A part of my soul he now passes to her.
The best father he wants to be.
A secret I whisper to him
A life filled with honesty and unconditional love'
That my son is the key.