Dearest Son,
One time, my sight may become blurry,
yet, I'm proud I've shown you the world.
One time, I may find it hard to hear,
but your cries will never go unheard.
One time, these knees may become wobbly,
but for you, I've left footprints on the mountain so steep.
One time, my hands may become shaky,
the very hands that rocked you to sleep.
One time, I may find it hard to remember,
therefore I ask, please remember me;
This life I have will only be lived once,
but know this child, that you're forever loved.
Love,
Mum.
©michael_r
M