You are the son I always prayed for.
The baby my arms longed for.
The one who changed my life forever.
You are the baby we use to handle with care,
Afraid we would hurt you.
You were tiny but brave.
Little but strong.
You taught me the true meaning of strength.
From your tiny fingers to your tiny toes
I loved you more than most.
The more you grow
The more I love
Your perfect just the way you are
Scars and all.
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