First Born, Poem for my boy, 14 today

This is a poem I wrote for my son who turned 14 today.
As says the title, he is my first born of four children.
So many people say to enjoy them, but time goes by so fast.
I hope all of you parents out there enjoy this poem.

First Born

My first born
Has it been 14 years
That you looked in my eyes
First gasps
Tiny king of my life

Did you know how you’d change
My life till its end
Did you know every thought
Engaged in your scent

Little arms, little legs
Now so long
Walking free
No more need for a kiss
No more need for my knee

Thoughts kept to yourself
Tales of moments your own
Silent and wanting to be
Left alone

Change is harder for me
As I see you
Boy to man

I remember the moment
you first held my hand

But what was given to me
On the day that you came
Was a gift I will never
Receive again

You changed me from girl
To woman and mother
You brought light to me
That I never considered

As self will run riot
Was all I pursued
It wasn’t just me
Now my whole world was you

So on this day that I’ve feared
Knowing you would embrace
There are truths that
Your age can never change

Life made better for me
On the day you came in
Unconditional love
Now all that I am

One day you will see
And feel all that I do
Then you’ll understand
How very much
I still love you.

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About goplayintraffic

My Blog, which began as a mommy blog and turned into a writing website, www.write2survive.com, is the product of my years of being home with my children and trying to find ways to keep myself sane. I have always had this feeling, coming from a single mother, that I have to contribute financially and that I have to be able to take care of myself and my children. having been married, being a NYC school teacher, having four children, living in Newtown, CT and trying to find a way to get through each day with a smile has always been something I've strived for. My stories, articles and poems will do a lot of things but mostly make you feel. I think that is what is so wonderful about having the ability to write. I have been given the gift of taking my emotions and transferring them to written word. Once that is done, I can share those words with others who may feel better, maybe just for a moment, but better nonetheless having read my words. I am glad you are here and hope you will stay:)
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