Fresh and sweet like an Alaskan summer.
Your skin is soft and warm, comforting to me.
Reminding me of home made bread and sweet rolls, memories from my youth.
Your eyes are as bright as your smile, as you look at me.
Making me think of fire works during a celebration.
Your hands so delicate, fit perfectly into mine.
Like a puzzle that we put together ourselves.
Your laughter both soft and strong as we play together.
Telling of the joys of our lives.
You are my son, my heart.
Your every movement, every moment of your life.
Is simply beautiful...
Author notes
I haven't written many poems about my son. Those that I have written I haven't shared. But this time I wanted to share the simple beauty of my little boy and all the small happy things he reminds me of. Of the joy he brings to my heart, even as simple as this poem comes across, it means the world to me.
A contest entry
- Beauty in the eyes of those who truly see it. by TwilaTarragon.
525 points, ended June 24, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - MYSTERIOUS BEAUTY by Swan song.
500 points, ended June 21, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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What a wonderful and well written tribute Very well done


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Thank you, I figure if I am going to be sharing all of these other feelings with everyone I might as well share one of the really important ones. I'm glad you liked it.
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Oh this poem just melts my heart to pieces! I love to read poems from parents to their children. They are some of my favorites. My favorite line was the part of the hands fitting together like a puzzle...oh I love that part. You really said such wonderful words of your son. You can feel the love you have for him. I wish you luck in the contests.


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Sweet Child Of Mine
Yeah the other day we were getting ready for bed and it all just feel into place. From the bath to the last little things we did before he finally went to bed... It brings such peace and comfort to my heart to have those sweet moments with my son.
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Wonderful! I really enjoy these kind of poems. They are little slices of life that are the most important to us. Terrific!


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Oh so important to me
Yeah my son, what can I say he is the best of me and my ex. He reminds me of the good times I had with my ex and gives me hope for the future. I hope to be able to teach him enough that when he gets older his relationships won't be as hard as his fathers and mine was.
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this is good, i really cant imagine the love mothers have for their sons. I find it strange that his skin reminds you of homemade bread, lol i just dont see the connection

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little insights
Well when I was growing up I learned how to make home made bread, rolls, sweets. And when you pull the bread out of the oven it is warm and soft. Light and sweet... And the crust if you made it just right is very flexi... Something that always amazed me. And when het gets out of the tube he has all those smells and his skin is warm and makes me think of all the wonder I used to feel when I made bread as a kid... I knew that was kind of confusing but it worked for me.
Thank you for the comment as well. I appreciate it!
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Aw...how sweet.
If Marcel could read this...lol...poor lil boy.
(This is when he gets older, like 16 'MOM!') I wish you luck sister! 
Kystal

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Eh...
It may not last until that long...lol that's 11 years away... and by then who knows what will be? Thanx... I've been wanting to do one for Marcel for a while now... Finally figured out what to say... lol
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Fantastic write. Very nice job here. I love the expression and metaphors in this, especially "Your hands so delicate, fit perfectly into mine./Like a puzzle that we put together ourselves." this is a very strong and beautiful poem. Good job and ood luck in my contest!!
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Thanx!
Thank you, I'm not sure it's as exciting as some of the others that I've read but I like it just the same. I hope you get plenty of entries!
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