When He Was…

When he was a baby
He needed me
I was everything
When he was a boy
he wanted me
I was his ride
When he was a teen
he needed distance
I gave it to him
Now he is a man
We laugh at each other’s jokes
He smiles. He sees me.
And that means everything.
Kathy Keogh.

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