My child isn’t different
Why can’t the others just see
He can do anything
The same as you and me

His hugs are uplifting
When I am feeling down
His smile is like that
Of a happy-face clown

Sometimes he is sad
After a long day at school
He complains and cries
The kids think I’m a fool

I try to help him see
Saying kids don’t understand
He looks at me and says
Mom, will I ever be a man

I hug him so gently
And say to my son
Yes, you’ll always be
Mommy’s number one

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