Bartholomew Joseph

A Poem for a Poet...Bartholomew Joseph

How he look so deep into my heart

and found the place, where he is always a part.

It wonderful to see that he knows his special place

and the love I feel, when I view his dear face.

Some people think five kids are to many

But the love I got back was, Oh so plenty.

You darling son was my number three

And according to science, should never be.

Then they decided that you should not come

I decided to have you, Oh my blessed son.

We proved them wrong for you were just fine

And better then that, you were ALL mine.

Such a beautiful baby, such a hansom boy.

You brought me such love and gave me such joy.

Now here you are with a son of your own

A wife and a job...well you are all grown.

Never a day that I don't pray for you

That God will bless thee in all that thou do.

I love you so tender and your such a great dad

You brought such pleasure, you make my heart glad

To think if I listened to science and all their advice that day

I missed out on your life, your love , you sweetness, and your say.

I love your dear family, your wife and your son

As your dear mother I feel I have won.

If I had a vision when I was a teen

Of what I would have or what I might dream

If l had looked down thought the bannister of time

Saw my whole life in the flick of a dime.

I would take it whole hearted, with out one doubt

Just knowing you in it, would me me shout

Shout with the joy of a mother's dear heart.

I glad darling Bartholomew that you are a part

Part of this family, part of my life,

you and you child, and you with your wife.

Kisses and hugs and poem for you now

before I turn into to really old cow.

Old and crazy and ranting and rave

But I will have you Joesph...as my own darling slave!!!

Lovingly Mother xxoxoxoxox