To My Son In The Hospital: I look at you laying there. In a hospital bed so bare. You little body so small, while asleep no care at all. Your first time for an operation, successful without complication. Pain you endured well. Only a few tears that tell. Youve been so very brave and drank without the crave. My pride for you inside is a feeling I cant hide. I know you went through pain. But those moments wont remain. They fade from mind away. To be forgotten someday. My little one its your first time. Who knows maybe more in line. But this ones over and done. Thank God my precious son................I wrote this poem when my son had his tonsils out when he was just a young boy. I dedicated it to him.
Posted on: Thu, 07 Nov 2013 21:28:45 +0000
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