I remember that day so well,
I was there,
There when this tiny little human being came,
Came into my life.
He was late of course,
His mum had to have castor oil
Just to make him appear quicker,
But he came
Came into my life,
This so called bundle of joy.
This bundle of joy
Who mixed the tea and coffee together,
Who put toys into the drawer of the washing machine
So I had to take it apart,
This little man who didn’t stop all day.
But this little man was special,
So special to me.
I never once let him win
At anything,
And when that day came
When he beat me,
Beat me at draughts,
It was one of the proudest days of my life,
He beat me of his own accord.
And all through his life
He has done things
Of his own accord,
Beating me at many things now.
This little boy of mine
Now a forty six year old
Six foot four man
Of whom I am so proud,
He is married to a wonderful lady
And I have two super grandchildren.
So although I never let him win
It helped him to win in life,
Into this fine life he now has.
Our love between us is tangible,
Mind you,
He still can’t beat me at Backgammon!
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Online)
- Published: July 1st, 2021 00:46
- Comment from author about the poem: It is my son's Birthday today.
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 32
- Users favorite of this poem: Saxon Crow, L. B. Mek, Accidental Poet
Comments9
Ahhhh. You must love him very, very much. He sounds pretty cool your son.
Great poem GF
Thank you SC, yes he is a great son.
Andy
I know what it is to love a son who i am so very proud of. You tell the story so well here.
Happy birthday son of Goldfinch.
Thank you d a, it is so good to have a son of whom to be proud.
Andy
There is nothing like the closeness of family where celebration of life has been the fostered by caring parents - a grand birthday tribute to your lasting relationship with a much loved son and thank you for sharing it Andy
Very true Fay, thank you.
Andy
A fine write Gold.
Oohh, descendants and ancestors going back to beyond The Stone Age. If us two searched our family trees, there will be millions of 'em!
Thank you Orchi.
everything wholesome and hope replenishing
I could ask for in a read - worded, so relatable;
I'm so happy for you, my friend
and so, so well deserved
here's to your 6'ft 4 'boys'
46th, cheers grandpa Andy 🍻
(and Hugh Laurie, what a treat!
I'm a fan of everything he does)
thank you for allowing us to share
in your rewards of life, how very generous
So kind Mek, thank you very much.
Andy
Sounds to me like you both won Andy. Happy birthday to your Son Andy. Very happy for you both. ; )
Yes, very true AP, we are both winners.
Andy
Good write, Andy.
Happy birthday Andy's boy.
Thank you Jerry.
Andy
Wonderful Andy.
Most kind Jon, thank you.
Andy
My pleasure Andy.
A very special poem for a very special grown up gentleman, who shall for ever always be his Fathers little boy ...
So true Neville, thank you.
Andy
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