Two Sounds

My Son made two sounds
Which made me over joyed.
The morning noises that he generally makes
Can leave one tired and annoyed.

But it was different this time.

He started by making noises
I would imagine started with “D”.
But soon he learned and figured out
How to say “da-da” and only to me.

I woke this morning,
Son in bed by my side.
He was crying and upset,
So I sat him up and he smiled.

He looked at me,
Reaching out to say “hi”,
And said “da-da”,
I thought I would cry.

My boy knows me.

Joseph Raymond – 2012

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