Looking out the window and watching her baby go on his way,young and inocent,strong and brave.
Remembering how she would cradle him in her arms,his little fingers curled around hers.
Big blue eyes gazing up at her,soft and preciouse,as if she were the whole world to him.
Now letting go of his momma's warm hand he ventures out,and slowly he will become a man.
Her arms still there to hold him tight whenever he may need her to be his light.
She watches with joy and sorrow,as her sweet baby steps out on his own.
She will always be there for him whenever he needs his momma to be his home.
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