To my son
Dear Bryant, Let me try to describe the gift that you have given to me, Although, I believe that will be a major undertaking. Since it is quite difficult to describe in an ordinary language. Your arrival 18 years ago was unmistakably Marked with anxious trepidation. The journey you undertook Was not of a scheduled nature, But more of a conscious decision. By far, the finest creative gift was you. For when you emerged into my world, I became reborn With my heart so willing to share its wealth. There you were, a small wonder; a tiny reflection Of combined traits which would ultimately be recreated Into the distinctive person you have become. I never realized that my heart Was so willing to share so much love With a stranger so small and needy. You didn't arrive with instructions It was strictly learn as you go. I remember the first time you crawled I remember the first step you took I remember the first word you spoke You were a joy to be around Smiling and ...