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My eldest son

Well son, this I have to say, When you were born, Oh what a day!
I just knew before your birth, you would much fullfill your worth!
When I looked into your eyes, what a wonderful surprise!
My wee son, such black long hair, with a face so very dear!
With the bluest eyes I'd seen, just so bright, nowhere near mean!
You the apple of my eye, Oh the pride, I sat to cry!
You just looked at me with love, with beauty of a flying dove!
I held you close, my heart did swell, I was proud, yes all could tell!
My much wanted baby son, Through our years we've had much fun!
Now I look, I see a man, Oh so tall and makes a stand!
In your life and now I see, why you mean so much to me!
You have done just what you said, What you had planned in your head!
I could never be more proud, but then again I am allowed!
Im your mum and I can see, Just how great your gona be!
But then I knew you could succeed,You had that spirit, yes indeed!
Oh son how do I show to, this man grown, who is now you!
How much I still love the boy, who drives for real, his favourate toy!

Written by traceymaree
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