He holds my hand everyday ,looking into my eyes,
asking me why am I so beautiful.
He gets up and runs to me ,waking from a dream,
asking me to fulfill all that he desires.
He waits on me like I am a real princess,
come out of some fairy tale,
a goddess, a woman awaiting his pure love.
He is a child of imagination,
narrates stories that I may sleep
contented in his warm arms
He cares for me like no one else;
not even his daddy knows
how to bring a simple smile
on my frowning, irritated face.
My little cherub,
my little son.
You are the one who reminds me each day
that unconditional love exists ,
and I am special
because of you!!
asking me why am I so beautiful.
He gets up and runs to me ,waking from a dream,
asking me to fulfill all that he desires.
He waits on me like I am a real princess,
come out of some fairy tale,
a goddess, a woman awaiting his pure love.
He is a child of imagination,
narrates stories that I may sleep
contented in his warm arms
He cares for me like no one else;
not even his daddy knows
how to bring a simple smile
on my frowning, irritated face.
My little cherub,
my little son.
You are the one who reminds me each day
that unconditional love exists ,
and I am special
because of you!!