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Today, my oldest son turns 36 and I think
Where have the years gone
As I remember him on his Big Wheels
Riding down the sidewalk that's by
The sidewalk where he lives now
With his lady and 3 kids
Two dogs and one cat
A trampoline in the yard
Navy Blue mini van out front
The neighbors in the neighborhood known
Life doesn't change much in Pendleton Oregon
He's grown in spite of that
To a big man
And when he hugs me
It feels like
The Rock could be hugging me
Even though, I know
It's my oldest son

He gave me
Along with his sweet and kind woman
Three grandchildren to love
Love them I do
The best I can
In these older days for me
Where my body is racked with pain
And I am not so strong anymore
Like I was before
But he is strong
His lady strong
My first grand daughter girl is strong
As my second
And the one with the precious brown eyes
Looking so innocent
At three years old
Where my heart melts
With his little gold
Of Funny Cats on the computer
Hopping around the house
Like the little house monkey
I call him
I have been blessed

You're a big man now
Never being mean to your mother
Loyal like no other
I love that somehow
I know my middle child has blessed me
Not afraid to tell me how it is
In a way that won't make me cry
Because I do a lot of crying lately
For my other kids
Who seem to hate me
Because their mother is a silly poet
Writing about her life on the internet
Crazy good as of yet
That the others perhaps don't see
When my oldest son
Somehow see's the pain in me
So I am blessed
I've lived so long
He's lived so long
That I had to write a poem song
As I'm always late with presents
In the present of this time
While rhyme I can do
So son
I just wanted to say
Happy Happy Birthday
I love you.

2/7/2015 1403 cj

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