Recovery

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Recovery


( dedicated to my husband not by law but by Jesus dammit)


In this ugly ass world....

If I lost you I would die too.

You are my entire being maybe even more.

My life... my rock... my core.

You are my son's father and he loves you to death

what would it do to him if you took your last breath

You are his biggest hero and fan

For the last 10 years you helped me teach him to be a man

You helped me read him stories

And always a kiss on both cheeks

You helped me with all the glories

And the tears on his cheeks

You taught him how to hit a toilet bowl

And how to catch his first fish

I taught him to love with all his soul

And to cook his first dish

To never run with scissors

Or throw a ball at your mom's face

Oh my God when he said he wanted to train lizards

Or his passion to go into outer space

His hopes his dreams and his fears as well

He's never gotten a chance to say

Or even try to scream or yell

That he just wanted his parents sober today


A.D. Small

April 20, 2020


(yes that was intentional)

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