My Son
I love your silly smiles
and goofy faces,
your playful ways
and untied laces.
I love your big blue eyes
and short short hair and
I even love
the stories you share.
I love your hands, fingers
nose and toes
and even what you're wearing
when you pick out your
own clothes.
You see,
there isn't even one thing
that I don't love about you.
I even love that
you love me too.
by
DomzWifeposted on 05/28/2007
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