My son......



Listen kid.......

Today should be a very special day for you, 19 years ago today is when I gave birth to you.

Today is a day that will always be in my heart, whether you choose to be in my life or for us to be apart.

I will always celebrate your birth, I just wish you would look in the mirror and see your worth.

I seen it 19 years ago today, when you came out and the doctor placed you on my chest to lay.

I was exhausted from all the hard work I had done, until I seen your little hand barely wrap around my thumb.

And when you opened your eyes and stared into mine, you made me feel loved for the very first time.

And as time slowly passed I watched you just grow and grow, it was just you and me your dad was missing out and you didn't even know.

I would stare at you as you slept so innocent and pure, and I would whisper how sorry I was that your daddy wasn't there, and how mommy would never leave your side and I would always be near.

You were the most beautiful kid I had ever seen, and I made you a promise that I would never treat you mean, and no matter what I would do my best to help you fulfill your dream.

I vowed to never raise you the way my mom and dad raised me, because I never wanted you to feel the pain they caused me to see.

I loved you more then life itself, you were my precious gift from God you were my heart you were my health.

Just me and you the two of us for eternity and beyond, and Jordin I swear I never wanted to raise you wrong.

You were quite the character growing up you had your own style and your own ways, and you being in my life was some of my most happiest days.

I watched you learn how to roll over and crawl, to watching your first day of school and bouncing a ball, and I could never forget your very first steps all the way down grampo's hall, the smile on your face as I opened my arms to break your fall.

You used to wrap your arms around my neck and hug me so tight, you used to love me and I never thought that with me you would ever fight.

You have taught me much more then you could ever know, and I see now that I can no longer watch my baby boy grow.

                              BUT...........
I've cherished the good times we have had together,  and son I'm so sorry for raising you in a life of bad weather.

I just need you to know that this day in May is the day my heart begin to beat, that this day in May I felt love all the way up from my feet.

And so whether here or there I will celebrate your birth, and I just hope one of these days you yourself will see what your worth.

By Celina Kaminsky,
Your mother

About this poem

Happy birthday son, I love you always till the wheels fall off...... This was written for my son who at the time we were on separate roads in life, we had had a major falling out and I was devastated. I just needed him to know that I was still wishing him the best birthday ever and that I loved him then now and always. He is now 27 years old and our bond as mother and son has become so strong over the years he has grown and matured so much and I couldn't be more proud of the young man he has become. We still butt heads but never part ways or days or nights with out saying I love you... he has 3 kids of his own now but his oldest passed away when she was 7yrs old, he knows now the joy that children bring, and I think that our little angel tragic death reminds us everyday how important family is and to cherish every moment, life is too short. God bless my little family and thank you lord for keeping us strong. 

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Submitted by Kami55 on January 06, 2024

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