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My Son

November 9, 2010
By: Noel N. Villarosa

Your mother’s excitement upon knowing you will be borne
After seven years of waiting, now we are blessed
A herald from heaven whispered a message on that morn
That someone will come to complete our hope chest

You came to our life in a miracle way
In reciting novena, together we pray
Now you are here, every moment a grandeur day
Your smile comfort us in the hike to the top or at brae

His young effervescent mind bring us to his world
And to play with him the blameless game
Of all times the folded play mats is now unfurled
To acclaim the winner of the one who’s got my name

7th place in the "ONE in a MILLION" Contest
Sponsored by: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Contest Date: 11/30/2010 12:00:00 AM
Posted in: Poetrysoup.com

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