My Son He IS All Grown Up Now Poem
This poem is about my son Martin. This was inspired
when he turned 18 and moved out on his own.
I cried. Then this poem was born.
My Son He Is All Grown Up Now
My son he is all grown up now. Hes turned 18 moved out and moved on with his life. Paying for his own apartment and off to college. Could it be this time in her life has finally come. It seems like only yesterday that he was born. A small fragile wonderful boy. The time has flown by so fast. His birth seems so vivid in her mind. The wonderful pain of bringing him in to the world. The time has come now to let him go and go on with her life. To let him be his own man and control his own destiny. The day is here when he must face this world. A world she tried to protect him from , since he was born. She would always tell him ' Don't talk to strangers' ' Never get into a car with someone you don't know' She was there to protect him. She hoped she had done her best with him. Her best to teach him right from wrong and always watch your back son. This time has come now where she could no longer protect him any more, He was 18 now and a man . She could only pray for his everyday safety in this world. Would he be OK? Would he make it without her? Nobody knows the answer to those questions. You can only pray for your child and their life. You raise them and give them the tools to make it in life. The rest is up to them. They must use the tools to survive that you taught them. He must thrive in a world of the cruel and sometimes unknown. He is his own man now. He would go to college and work a full time job now. The same as everyone else does. They grow up so fast. One day there born the next there all grown up and moved out. She always dreaded this day. Did it have to come so soon? The day hes become a man. She will wait around for the phone to ring. Hope he visits at Holidays. Then watch the years pass by. She has become her mother now.
Good luck son. I love you By Rhonda G Waits 11/27/10
Rhonda G. Waits
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