Monday, April 4, 2011

A Wish For A Son

If I can make the sun shine on your face
Like the way you reflect the shine of the moon in your eyes,
My sweet child, I will make you happy
In your own terms, in your own way.

Though you push me aside when I hold you close
Only God knows that I'm close to heaven
When on rare moments you lay your head on my shoulder.
My happiness is taking all that weight off your head and shoulders.

Sweet dreams, my sweet child
How I long to make you smile
Even when you slumber your worries away.
My one true wish for you is your relief
From all the burden that this turbulent,
Ever-changing world hurts you with.

Rest your weary mind and soul against me.
My warmth will protect you from this cold, relentless world.
Let me, please let me take care of you,
My son, my sweet child.


Note:  This is for my son, Kirby, who has autism. I wrote this on the day that he started to live away from us, his family. We love him very much but his doctor told us that it's best that he live away from us so that he cannot harm us.