He is the one, my first and only child
Whom for nine months I carried inside
And even though I cried in pain
For him, I would do it all over again
And when to me the doctor gave
A son from whom the Lord had made
I cried with joy in celebration
Of this new beginning with God's creation
Then on that early Monday morn
I took him home wrapped in my arm
A six pound bundle was my joy,
My hopes, my dreams, I love that boy
And now the time has finally come
For me to be the very best mom
And so for two and a half long years
I nursed him from my breasts with stares
Then slowly I watched, excited, in awe
As my son crept, he stood, and then walked
And then the part that made me leap
Was when I saw his very first teeth
Those restless nights I can recall
When swollen gums would make him bawl
I rocked him in my arms all night
Until my eyes could see daylight
Oh! how quickly he has grown
Now seven years old, the time it has flown
I know the hard work has just begun
In trying to raise a boy into a good man
I cannot explain the love for this child
It is an experience, and emotion
Which brings tears to my eyes
But I look forward to that special time
When my son becomes a good man, honest, and kind
And so for God's guidance I call upon
Because he is the father,
Thine will be done
And pray for his protection along the way
To follow in his path each and every day
Beverley Belgrave
10/07
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