Limerickal fun for my joyful son
On his fifth year anniversary of life.
There is a young boy named Noah
Whose name rhymes with SOHCAHTOA
His signature is a smile
That is visible for more than a mile
Watch out or he’ll step on your toe-a
He laughs at each new day
Showing a light to guide the way
His steady fingers capture his life
Giving perspective when I feel strife
He teaches his sister Mae
He forced me to come alive
Giving guidance so we might thrive
He steals all of my pie
And giggles with a sigh
Let’s jump in boy, just dive
Five years ago, I was forced to make better decisions for my life. Issues and challenges that I knew required tending, but could wait until I was ready.
You forced the issue – you were born.
Each day since then, I have found myself in a life that I would never have chosen from the outside. A life that I imagined full of fear and pain.
Your life makes me less selfish.
Your life makes me an advocate.
Your life makes me patient.
Your life makes me honest with myself.
Your life makes me less tolerant of my old self.
Your life makes me more intentional.
Your life forces me to never be complacent.
Noah, you are my lifeblood. I thank the good Lord for knowing that I needed you and then trusting me with your precious, delicate life. May I never take your sweet nature for granted and always push you to your limits.
I love you with all the love. mama
Let’s eat pie, little bub.