Birthdays…

Birthday cake

 

Baby boy is eleven today,

The time has flown right away,

A babe in arms was mine to hold,

A personality to unfold.

Soon he won’t hang out with me,

My apron strings he’ll want to flee,

And I will have an empty nest,

But as his mother I am blessed.

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One thought on “Birthdays…

  1. So true, Cherry! They flee the nest too soon and then we feel an emptiness until they come back with their own family! That is wonderful too! My grandkids are just so precious and I love every minute I spend with them.

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