My Son And I

My son, my precious one, you are my greatest gift,
Every blessing pales in comparison with you.
Every morning I wake up in the hope
Of seeing your beautiful face,
Every time I see you I feel how blessed I am to have you.
What a special moment it is when our eyes meet,
What a privilege it is to sit next to you,
And what a blessing it is when we talk,
Just you and me, my son and I.

How my heart aches when you do not think of me,
I feel anger, terrible anger,
When you deny me due respect,
Or when you do not seem to care about me.
But you are a child, a very young child
Who cannot understand the depth of my feelings.
Yet when I tell you about my pain,
I can see your eyes moisten,
I can see that you feel my hurt,
When you speak to me, I can hear your voice tremble,
And when you apologise, a flood within my heart longs to break out.
It is then I long to hold you, for an eternal moment,
And say, “My son, my son, my precious beautiful son,
I’d lose everything in life to have you.”

-Samuel Godfrey George