My Son & Me
Shattered glass A million pieces Slowly falling to the floor Each piece a part of me. The worst times I’ve ever known. Every person I’ve ever met. For one year, day or minute. Many good times, sad times… and even bad. Of these many pieces Reflecting the light Are two perfect people.
-At least in my eyes. One daughter and one son. Mine to love and cherish Forever till I die. Then along comes a family walking by my way. One of them sees my son Winking in the light. They pick him up Brush him off
And put him in their pocket. Taking away that piece of perfect soul. One part of me is gone Forever missing from my soul; But, if you look carefully, Reflected in the shattered glass you will see an imperfect image of my son and me. -Cherie Leonard 10/16/97 To my son Ross…you will forever be a part of my soul. © Unknown