For Him

For him I would catch the moon

And place it in the safety of his hands

Teach him of kings and queens

From fantasy and far away lands

 Hold kittens for him to pet

As I teach him to do it “gentle”

For they are as delicate as you

Like you were when you were little

 I will brush his hair from his face

And beam when I hear him whine mother

For he is my first born son always

Never to be replaced by any other

I see him yearn to sit up already

To young I tell him as he fights

As he grows and develops so early

I see that his passion is right

So I will show him of kingdoms to rule

And stars he can reach out to touch

I will show him that love is eternal

For he will know that I love him that much

I will give him all that he demands

Like learning right from wrong

And I will always treasure the moment

He begs me to sit and sing our song

I hope that in mother days to come

He will remember the mom in me

Who wants to teach him to lasso a dream

That whatever he has faith in can be