Confession
I see the man you have become
And it makes me happy beyond words
However I want you to know that
from the first time I saw you,
you enchanted my heart and conquered my soul.
It’s such a privilege to be your mother.
In my days you will always be the present,
a rising miracle I was allowed to see
a star traveling in the endless sky that abides in me, in us in our hearts.
A paradise where stars inhabit and play and twinkle eternally.
Son of my dreams.
I love you so.
I love you dizzyingly…
I try not even thinking how much so.
However I remember the lullaby I sang and the tender moments
in which I taught you my songs or so I thought
for in reality it was from you that I learned how to sing.
You brought music into my life.
And it’s through your purity
That I still learn about the many more things I’m to find along the way.
So much is yet to come.
But for now what’s important is to affirm
That being your mother is the most precious honor given to me
In this journey of mine
you are a valuable reason,
a never forgotten vision,
a vast veil of question already answered,
always beautiful,
distractedly alert, going beyond,
much beyond one may expect.
Poetry. Pure soul. Eternal Search.
Son of my youth.
Friend in whom I count.
Have it engraved in your heart:
You are a priceless treasure sent from above.
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