Early in the morning I awoke,
And snuck into the bedroom to watch him sleep.
He stirred in his sleep,
Opening his eyes,
And smiled sleepily whilst beckoning me over for a cuddle.
I snuggled up close,
As he wrapped his little arms around me,
And rested his head in the nook of my neck.
We laid there breathing in unity together,
As I stroked his head gently.
In what seemed like no time at all,
The day arrived,
And he skipped merrily on ahead,
To the next stage of his life.
The one where I would no longer be the centre of his universe.
The one where his ears and eyes would be opened wider by the world around him.
The one where I cannot protect him in an instant as I am not by his side.
This is the world where he has to stand on his own two feet.
This is the world where he grows in knowledge.
This is the world that I have been slowly preparing him for over the last few years,
And now it is time to let him take that next step in his life,
For this is what parenting is about,
Giving our children wings to fly.