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To Robbie: My Youngest Son
I remember when your were little and how you use to dance.
And smile at me with every glance.
Your would say, "Mommy! Look!" and roll around on the floor.
Those are the moments that I miss and adore.
You use to draw me pictures while you sang your happy song.
In my memory those moments will always belong.
I remember your first day of school.
How you just went in like a big boy and I cried like a fool.
I remember when you said, "Girls are Icky!" as you went outside to play.
How I wish I could go back to that day.
Now your 16 and taller than me.
But when I look at you all I can see.
Is my little boy holding my hand and saying, "I love you too mommy."