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Having A Son
Karolyn Herrera
I never knew how much
I would love being a mom.
Or how much I would love
having a son.
Watching him learn, grow, making his own decisions,
his own mistakes, sharing his triumphs and failures;
this is how I gladly pass the time.
though we have our times of frusteration,
of disagreement, what I remember and cherish
are the times we spend together, laughing and playing,
and experiencing life.
When I take time from my own world
to do what he wants - fun or not,
I never regret it.
Playing baseball in the front yard,
is our new ritual - and I look forward to each time.
I can only hope that my wonderful boy
will come to realize when he is grown,
independant, working towards his dreams,
how important he is to me,
and how his existance and special personality
completes my life.
I love you, not so little one anymore,
and wish you happiness always.



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