little hands on my window glass.

little hands on the window glass. little eyes look up at me from where i stand. my little boy is growing into a man. at night he says one more kiss mommy i want it to make it last. i don't know  when you will have to go. i kiss his forehead and cheek one more time and pull the covers up tight. and turn off the lights and i look at his little hand prints. i look on the wall all sketched up with crayon marks and his tinny writing. i love you mommy. at this i break down and cry i took one more look and i fell to my knees and go to sleep. i wake up in the morning his little body curled up agenst me tears streaming down his face his little voice asking mommy are you alright? i don't want to go to school mommy and i won't let you go to work your to sick mommy doesn't canser hurt? i know if you leave now you willl be with dad and the angels. i love you mommy and he took me by his little hand its time for bed mommy it will be fine i know how to lock the door and ill tuck you in tight. im not hungry mommy but if i do become ill eat me cerial that is in the cuberd. goodnight mommy sleep well ill tell your boss your sleeping when he calls. it will be alright im a big boy now and ill be a man just like dad somehow go to sleep mommy ill still hold your hand take jesus hand mommy go fly in the sky i will pray for you mommy  i understand and goodnight.