12 years ago today I had you and saw you fighting for life,
That tore at my heart like a knife.
Day after day we struggled and fought hard for you,
And you showed us what a fighter you were too.
A baby boy deemed to be incompatible with life and doomed to die,
But I knew in my heart that this wasn't to be so when I heard you cry.
Through all the pain, fear and sorrow,
We kept you going on for tomorrow.
They said you would never walk, talk or function normally and gave you a year,
I listened but I refused to acknowledge or give in to my fear.
You are doing remarkably well, walking and talking, being a little boy,
And in the hearts of so many you have brought such joy.
You're my true miracle, my angel on earth,
And you have been since your birth.
Happy birthday baby boy, may you have many more,
But if you don't may you gain your angel wings and soar.
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My poetry
PuisiI write from my heart and from life experiences. I have a disabled son who was not expected to make it. Some are about him, some about a abusive situation I was in, some just love.
