Little man


You were born a
little early at twenty-eight
Weeks but you are still
My Amazing little man when
I had you early I was
Scared you wouldn't
Survive but you did and now
You are almost 4
Months and you are doing
Amazing and I am trying
To do what I can
So I can get a job and
Save up so I can go to
College to give you
A better childhood then
What I had were my
Mom was always working to
Provide us with everything
We needed and some of what
We wanted

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It's about my premature son and what I want for him.