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27

l'm honoring my son's 27th birthday
and will equal his number of years,
with reasons he's the apple of my eye
'twas a baby that rarely shed tears;

number 2 he's creative, 3's his sense of humor,
number 4 he's my family's "glue,
"5 and 6 he's quiet and keeps to himself,
7, 8 makes me smile and laugh, too;

9, 10, 11 his integrity,
quiet ways, never raising his voice,
12 through 15 he's my life and my hope,
he's a thinker, and acts only by choie;

he's respectful, faithful, handsome, and "real",
he' makes a good father role,
he's kind,, a believer, a man, and my son,
he's generous, he's my heart, and my soul.

Style / type: 
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction): 
Is the internal logic consistent?
Last few words: 
From a mother, for her son.
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Comments

YOU HAVE revealed all his vitals stats
except one
hope he enjoys with it all the manly fun

a child a son we all would love to have
like him one

THIS ONE WAS THE LAST UNREAD POETRY
SINCE AGES
HOPE THE MANAGEMENT WILL DO SOMETHING TO ENSURE
ALL ARE READ FOR SURE

loved

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