A wonderful piece of rhyme as ever, reflecting on your boy growing up with the antics of all the teenage delights and how they test us (bless them, and love them). And then the they fly from the roost, and the hunger of missing them dearly.
A brilliant flowing piece, which is nominated for sure lady.
This really has touched my heart. Your baby is growing up. One of my granddaughters is going on 13 and boy she is something else not in a bad way. Her mom now cries to me and she is my youngest. I remind her that she once was a teenager herself. I sit back and watch with a smile on my face. Thank you for sharing. All the very best.
I totally get where you are coming from with this. My best friend is my son he's 18 very soon and we get on amazingly. Sometimes we have a blip as we are both very head strong but we always know there's a man hug waiting.
He was adopted just before his 5th birthday, and is safe to say he didn't have a good start in life. Terrible in fact! Sometimes things have been tricky to say the least, and by god have we argued at times
Despite this he remains my best friend and my boy.
It's lovely that you and yours don't have any turmoil and it's clear you love each other so much. When he soars don't be sad because those wings can change direction in a heart beat. So within a heart beat he'll be winging it back to you
What a beautiful thing to read
Ps gotta add adopted by and not taken away from. Just to clear up any confusion
Such lovely comments Craig thank you x I've got well over a year yet before he'll fly away but I already know I'll be in bits! I love that you and your boy have man hugs, I think that's so important :-) x