My baby

Through these newborn eyes, I see my husband

Through his laughter, I feel my husband's soul

Through his skin, I can hear my husband's heart

Through his eyes I see him growing up and asking me the dreaded question where  is his daddy?

But I could never tell him the dreaded truth he was gone , he's not hanging out with angels, he sleeping in another bed with another woman.

But now he has grown up , he looks a little different than his daddy 

My baby is the one with the big blue eyes the one standing tall

the one smiling with his toothless smile, the one trying to catch butterflies.

the one who runs around the neighborhood with a superman cape and I am the crazy mom running after him with a bowl chicken noodle soup in the middle of December .

he turns around with those eyes as big as his daddy

his voice as loud  as his daddy  it brings me back to the day his daddy was there in the hospital  and yelled to the whole world we got a baby boy 

His skin is sweaty and shivers in the cold and turns around and looks at me with teary eyes and says I wish daddy was here.

Me too bud ..............