There once was a boy
A complicated fellow.
Sweet, but oh so complicated.
A little genius.
Yes, I said it.
Reading on a second grade level.
Soaking up the learning.
Loving every minute of it.
Afraid.
Not sure what of.
Neither us nor him.
Only falls asleep with the big light on.
Can't stand being alone.
Or playing alone.
Still trying to develop an imagination.
Loves being a helper.
Can care for his brother.
Almost like a third parent.
Yelling and all.
Is learning to ask forgiveness.
And for God's strength to not mess up.
Looks forward to heaven.
Goes mute around unfamiliar people.
Would bury his head in the sand if he could.
Has fallen in love with baseball.
Has quite the arm.
Bats left-handed.
Isn't left-handed.
Promises he will play team sports.
Maybe next year.
Still has food allergy reactions.
And asthma attacks.
Dances. A lot.
Still can't tie his shoes.
Loves his grandparents and his Nene.
So very much.
Has a strange relationship with his Mama.
Because he is exactly like his Mama.
Was his brother's age when his brother came.
There's no way.
Loves looking at pictures of himself.
And watching home movies of him.
Fills up my heart.
Every single day.
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