I wrapped him up in a blanket a kissed him on the forehead,wiped his tears,and nursed him.
I set by his bed,snuggled him in tight and read him about gobblins one of his favorites.I watch him walked to me for the first time,and cried like I was the baby.I wipe his skint knees,and cuddle him close.And never stop letting him know the safety of my arms.We built a snow castle,and played for hours,and it was worth his great big smile.I seen the gleam in his eyes,so many times,but,it was always from the little things.
I took him by the hand,and led him through these great big doors,and let go for the first time.
And when he sat upon my bed and told me of his days event,I sniffled and cry,but told him I had something in my eye.To watch him struggle with lifes' little moments,and then accomplish all he was trying to be,made me proud.I set in a building,its blue surrounding,waiting for him to receive is diploma,and my heart beat one too many beats,for my baby boy,became a man.I remember the day he stood before the man of cloth,and said"I DO!" I cried.I let go once more.Gladly I given him to her.And when He stumble and fail,I didnt say "I told You So" gave him my hand.But once more I let go.When he walk into the pits of hell,and to proud of facing home again.I cried,but,never did he not know,that i wouldnt be there for him.I let go,and let him live as he may.But when struggles was unbareable,and I could feel him falling,I lift up my hand and grab him.He knew then i never let go.But,when i picked up my son,from the floor,covered in a fever that rage his soul. I covered him in a blanket,rubbed his forehead,called for help,and I let go. And as I grab a bus,to see his smile,and the only thing my baby boy could do his nod,he let go ,of the hand that held him.And as I set within these walls,and I ask the lord to take me instead.Who is now letting go.
