You're growing up so fast

yesterday you were a little boy

with mischevious blue eyes

and crazy, sticking up hair

chubby arms

feet that skipped everywhere

 

and I look at you now

my son

my golden warrior

worrying about homeless people

talking about college

constantly gelling

that sticky-up hair

 

I miss those days

of cuddling together

to read your favorite books

over and over again until you fell asleep in my lap

your dark lashes shadowing your soft little cheeks

 

Now I look at the strong young man before me

days have slipped quietly into years

so much time glided by

without notice

and I am proud

of who you are now

and the person you will become

 

Yet you will always be

my son

my golden warrior.