Poem: Happy Birthday, Son

Twenty two years ago
was not expected
but quite long awaited
Never a doubt
he stole my heart
the first time I laid eyes
on his tiny form.

It's been a long road
full of pitfalls and heartache
but full of love and pride
to see him carve his own way
despite all the roadblocks
life has thrown at him.
He's a fighter.

Quiet and reserved
among those he doesn't know.
Although he doesn't speak
his smiles say plenty
and he's expressive
in his own way.
Happy birthday, Son.
Mum loves you.