My Son
When I found out that I was pregnet
I knew you would be a boy.
When you came out of me, you
looked so beautiful.
We deiced to name you Eric
to go with your beauty.
Those big blue eyes, long eyelashes,
the blond hair.
Your just so irestiable.
Your first word may have said was hey,
but it still was so adorable.
As you got older you got even cuter.
Your hair be cam curly.
Your caring and loving personality
was just as iristiable as your
looks.
Your laugh, your smile, your charm,
you were always the ladys man.
Your the cutes little boy I'v ever seen
and always will be.
I'm proud to call you my son.
Copyright © Gypesy Crocker | Year Posted 2006
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