The movie of my life...

My son

You and I share a bond of blood

We are family, we are made from each other

You are my son, my life, my happiness

Bound up in a body that owes itself to me.

You have my nose (I am sorry for that!)

We share our dimpled chin...

I look in your eyes and I see myself

A better version, bright and shiny new.

We share so much, I am overwhelmed

I love to drink in the beauty of your skin

Your crooked smile and big beaver teeth

So like me, but a thousandfold better.

Who knew I could feel this

I did not realize my life began with you

Before was just a dress rehearsal

The movie, the play, the book that is my life

Held in a hand clasped tightly in mine.