The little voice in my ear,
Just one word that I can hear.
The little hand on my side,
The face I cannot hide.
The little grin,
Dimple on his chin.
He is my saving grace,
Snuggling in to my warm embrace.
I am too wary to go on,
But for my son.
The little voice in my ear,
The only word I can hear.
Mom.
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That is lovely. I hope you can always be there for him.