My Boy

I know that you’re perfect

Like, exactly how you are

Crown jewel of life’s architect

My seventh heaven star

Your first cry had me uncovered
Inner angel and demon bared
Previously paint picture recolored
Decades of vaccuum aired

Even now when you are raging

Ingeniously defying me

That's not you but me gauging

The measure of my insecurity

My son,
I know that you’re perfect

and that the storms in you are too

your 'flaws' only there to reflect
the real essence of love and true.

My sweet baby continuously challenging my points of view,

I so so so so so do love you.

Mama