Early one morning, his little face shined
he lit up her world, her heart it defined
A baby boy, all sweet and new
her joy was glorious, how it grew and grew
New territory for a mom, used to pink ribbons and all
she trips over Lego's, cars and a ball
Early one morning, a new day has begun
she arose to the task, she arose with the sun
She sang her way to the kitchen below
he came dashing in, with toy truck in tow
Slobbery kisses and fleeting hugs
their day has started, she grabs two mugs
Hot chocolate and Cheerios, a breakfast of champs
mommy and her little guy, buddies and vamps
Dashing and handsome, already at two,
dreaming of the fun things he'll say and do
Early one morning, the time it did fly
here comes her teenager, she tries not to cry
He, standing taller than her height in full
growing up so handsome, he's anything but dull
His attentions are scattered, he's got places to be
he has a whole life to live and the whole world to see
Early one morning, as she prays for his day
she catches his eye, searching for the words to say
Have a great day, be good and have fun
when you close your eyes tonight, thank the Lord for all he's done
He runs for the bus, like so many other days
she waves him off, he grins like always
He's going to be a great father and husband, a really good man
she's tickled pink, she's his number one fan
Early one morning, sipping tea on her porch
her hard work has paid off, she passes the torch
He's all grown up now, with a family of his own
her heart is full, for the pleasure it has known
He's an example of morals and strength
regardless of the struggles he's lived and the depths of its length
She smiles as she remembers the bumps and the scars
how much they sacrificed to reach for the stars
Early each morning, she thanks the good Lord, for the blessing its been
to be this boys momma, to have loved from within
{Valentina Silver©️}
~ John 16:21~ A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is come: but as soon as she is delivered of the child, she remembereth no more the anguish, for joy that a man is born into the world.
~ Psalm 127:3 ~ Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
~ Proverbs 1:8-9 ~ My son, hear the instruction of thy father, and forsake not the law of thy mother: For they shall be an ornament of grace unto thy head, and chains about thy neck.
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