We Aren't Afraid
in Mother Child Poems
We aren't afraid
Of shadows in the night
Things that howl
Or a terrible sight
in Mother Child Poems
We aren't afraid
Of shadows in the night
Things that howl
Or a terrible sight
in Son Poems
Through my eyes
All I see
Is a perfect little boy
Staring back at me
A poem of profound love, insight, dedication and patience, Steph. Mothers frequently bring out the best in us. All the best to you and your son. Kind regards, Paul.