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A TOUCH OF LOVE

Family

You were six months old and full of fun,
With the blink of an eye, you were suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do,
But I turned my head, and then you turned two.

Baby In Buggy

At two you were very dependent on me,
But independence took over when you turned three.
Your third birthday, another year I tried to ignore,
But when I lit the candles, there weren't three but four.

Young Boy

Four was the year that you really strived,
Why, look at you now, you're already five.
Now you are ready for books and for rules,
This is the year that you are going to school.

Young Boy

The big day came, you were anxious to go,
We walked to the bus, going oh so slow.
As you climbed aboard and waved goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung my eyes.
Time goes so fast, it's hard to believe,
That just yesterday you were at home with me.

Older Boy

And tomorrow when the bus brings you home,
And you jump to the ground,
You'll be wearing your cap and graduation gown.
So I'm holding on to these moments as hard as I can,
Because the next time I look, I'll be seeing a man.
Author: Unknown

 Mother Hugging Her Son

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