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My son is almost 30 and every time I watch him walk out my door, leaving for his own home, it just takes my breath away, for I can't believe that I made such a beautiful man, that I created him and he turned out very well. He doesn't know it but every time he walks out my door, I run upstairs and stare at him walk down the sidewalk until I can no longer see him, and I cry with joy and with some heartache because he is no longer mine to hold in my arms cuddle and kiss...and believe you me, I've tried, but he's 6'3 and it's a little tougher these days.
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SEEDLINGS
on December 8, 2007 at 10:37 AM
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star4sky5
on December 7, 2007 at 3:42 PM
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FineYoungSinger
on December 5, 2007 at 6:12 PM
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afzal50
on December 5, 2007 at 5:36 PM
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Children are precious..God's gift to us !
posted by
ash_pradhan
on December 5, 2007 at 3:35 PM
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I like your last line best. Yet I like it all.
posted by
EX_TURPI
on December 5, 2007 at 3:02 PM
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I imagined you as Emily writing this by the fireplace, nice post>>>>>>>sam
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sam444
on December 5, 2007 at 2:49 PM
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Soulofapoet
may God bless you and your son each and every day, well written.
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Soulofapoet
on December 5, 2007 at 2:31 PM
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