Twenty-two years ago today.
On this
date, January eighth.
In an
instant I learned the true meaning of love.
So many
firsts, my heart was about to burst.
Ready or
not, he decided to come.
I carried
him for nine months, plus nine long days.
He
stretched, he kicked, and I'm sure he cracked a rib.
I carried
him in front, in back and even in my feet.
He
refused to come on that cold December day.
He was
waiting for the perfect day.
On this
date, January eighth.
First
time mom and a first time dad,
It was
verified that we were a bit terrified.
I shook
as they placed him in my arms,
His dark
blue eyes met mine, it was divine.
A love so
true and new,
I didn't
know existed.
Until this date, January eighth.
First
time parents, first true love.
Twenty-two
years
Passed so fast!
Passed so fast!
Seems
like only yesterday.
What an
amazing date,
January Eighth
January Eighth



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