This is why Matthew holds the door open for people, without ever being told He says hi to strangers, never shy always bold He hugs me when he thinks I'm sad And smoothes my forehead when he sees me worry There are times he plays too rough But he always says he's sorry in a hurry He gets down when he feels like he's not doing well, When I see that, my mind reels It's like I'm looking at myself He is his own harshest critic You'd know that if you heard him speak, But when I hear him give himself a pep talk, My look on life becomes less bleak When he is disappointed he has the saddest face But he cheers up immediately if you challenge him to a race He wants to be the fastest, the best, the leader, number one If only he saw through my eyes that he has already won I am so very proud of him, I'm excited and I'm sad, To see him growing up so strong, With or without a dad He is like me in many ways, but I must admit he has me beat, Where I would falter and be discouraged, He never accepts defeat
Ha! That would actually be a good plot twist, I like it! But nah, I just love my son and I had the feels today, so I wrote this and set it free in off topic♀️ destined to be buried with the other countless posts that no one will ever read or care about
I understand the majority won't speak up, but if you feel like sharing your reason for getting up in the morning, go ahead, I would like to know
I wake up in the morning And I raise my weary head I got an old coat for a pillow And the earth was last night's bed I don't know where I'm going Only God knows where I've been I'm a devil on the run A six gun lover A candle in the wind