How can he be mine he is too perfect.
...The once man that was sexist such a cruel man.
With an online girl he loves so much her name is Dylan.
This guy was so alone with just a computer screen.
Then some one he meets from the old days greets him.
This man was so silently cold so rude & obsene.
To find out he has some thing else makes him complete.
The fact that he is a Father gives him a new meaning to life.
The fact that he is wanting for his baby son to be alright.
Hesitantly he takes his son in his arms.
How can those kill their own children. When they mean no harm.
Glances back at his babys mother with a smile on his face.
Wanting to be with his son forever never leaving this place.
Sadly he does not love her the one who gave him the news.
They remain best of friends with their truce.
A truce that they will get a long & around their son not be mad.
Any one can be a Father but it takes a true man to be a Dad.
Cyle pronounced Kyle how he reminds me of me.
From those beautiful blue eyes to that wanting to be free.
A rebel in disguise he will be great.
I will make sure he always has food on his plate.
A new meaning to life comes as he is in my arms.
Falling asleep side by side keeping each other warm.
This boy has yet to turn one.
I know we will have much fun.
I will never abandon him I will be there.
If they need some money I have plenty to spare.
I dream a wonderful dream with him & I as we slept.
When I wake & see him laying next to me I think.
How can he be mine he is too perfect.
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