And wonderfully bizarre,
To almost full grown.
Strange anomalies of life,
I’ve never known.
Like, ‘If I was painted the same colour as air,
Would I be invisible to you?’
And, ‘ If the Clyde could be bottled,
How many bottles would you need that to do?’
And, others more usual, like,
‘Where does the itch go
When you’ve had a really good scratch?’
I look on and puzzle and question
From where exactly did this amazing boy of mine hatch?
I was there,
I felt the pain
And gazed at this gift in my arms.
Little knowing then,
That as he grew,
I’d succumb to all of his charms.
Eighteen years later I marvel each day
And wonder that I never saw
That my six foot Adonis
Had the soul of a child, a child full of wonder and awe.
My space cadet with questioning green eyes
And a mind with tremendous insight.
I know, in my heart, that this babe of mine
Is a child that was born of the light.
2 thoughts on “My Space Cadet”
What a beautiful poem! Made my heart melt a little. 🙂
That’s my big son for you. He really is a bit of a space cadet. Some weird and wonderful ideas and things he comes out with. He’s always been the same. ;)x
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