You came into this world four weeks earlier than you were originally supposed to,
As your mother and I anxiously awaited our first baby boy to be donned the second coming – JP II,
So many arguments and fights occurred before you were here,
I must tell you that through hard times my son you still persevered,
My son understand that you were steps away from being gone,
Never having an opportunity to hold you in our arms,
I was prepared, at one point, to take my own life in exchange for yours,
For I wasn’t ever ready to be a ‘baby daddy’ in this cold world of wars,
Things between your mother and I were at an all time low,
So many times we chased each other after closing so many doors – we were so immature,
My son you are blessed more than you’ll ever know for you came weeks ahead of schedule,
You were due in October, but came in September and rose!
Our spirits lifted, son you brought to our lives a new beginning,
Renewed souls, renewed smiles, to life a new meaning,
You empowered us with your smile, your growing bones everyday,
I must admit I wasn’t always there for I was caught up in trying to find a better way,
– That didn’t come easy,
My son let me tell you the things we’ve done,
Oh what mommy and daddy wouldn’t do for you has no limits and will shine brighter than the sun,
Thanking God for you everyday that you came out healthy from your head to your toes,
Proud as can be to see you growing so well, so strong, so smart, our September Rose,
My son I can’t begin to tell you the legacies I hope to pass on to you,
The reasons to always love and be cautious in all you do,
The reason why you hold the doors for your sister’s, and protect them with all your might,
The reason I will always teach you affection and make sure you understand and shake a man’s hand right,
The reason it is important that you stay in control,
Never let a situation control you or you may lose your soul,
My son you are not only our son, but first and foremost you belong to the Lord,
Be sure to talk to him everyday and start by saying thank you before you make any requests of yours,
Needing you to know that it is alright if you ever need to cry,
My son please understand and learn that heartache and heartbreak may come to you in many forms, shapes, and facets of lifes lows and lifes highs,
Never try my son, please always do,
Trying costs no efforts, but actions show the truth,
You are living proof after the storm joy always comes,
So proud to be your father and even prouder to call you my son,
Always know that God hand picked you to be here – it is YOU HE CHOSE,
Never forget your roots, embrace the sun, celebrate like no other for in September you rose!
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