Your Son Is Always With You

Your son is always with you...

He’s the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street.

He’s the smell of bubble gum and sweat from playing in the wide open spaces.

He's the little hand on your
brow when you're not well.

Your son lives inside
your laughter. He’s crystallized
in every tear drop...

As his mother, you are the place that he came from,
his first home.. you are the map he learned how to take
his first step from.

You are his first love and his best friend....and nothing on earth can separate you.

Not time, Not space...
Not even death....
will ever separate you
from your son....

You carry him inside of you....

Sending you Love Jeanette,

Melanie