My Son

I was inspired when i gave birth to my son

I was insipired and yet hired knowing the cost it would take to raise a child. I thought i already won when i received the love from up above. My son is not only my world but he inspired me to write my poetry and to contniue with life. I wanted to be one's wife but only to find out that theres more to offer out there. Keep ya head and be greatful for what you have not what you don't have. Living on the streets with no resources no family and no where to turn was hard enough. I can't do this no more because to me i'm facing a war everyday of my journey. Im thankful for god but more thankful i have someone in my life that loves his mommy and loves the joy of receiving that pure love no one else can give him. My son my moon my pride of joy i'm so happy your greatful and loving boy.