Can I say “I love you” enough times
that you’ll remember when I’m gone
the pride I felt
when I first knelt
and held you in my arms?
Can I kiss your cheeks so often
that you’ll always feel my love,
the tears I wept
when you first slept
with our own roof above?
I love you so much, baby boy,
if nothing, let this poem be
a never ending gift to you
from your old man who somehow grew
to love a child so tenderly.
Oh my …. my tears are flowing !
I’m glad you liked it 🙂
This is wonderful!
Thanks, Ed!
Well said by a proud father !
Thanks, Bob 🙂
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Thank you so much for reading! I’m glad you are enjoying the poems.