Adoption Poetry: “The Wonder of a Little Boy”

Last week we shared a poem from the perspective of a parent waiting to adopt, this week’s adoption poem is by Wendy Baron, an adoptive mom, who wrote this poem about her then soon-to-be-two year-old son.

The Wonder of a Little Boy

The first time I met my son,

I fell in love.

I looked into his deep brown eyes

with wonderment and awe.

His tiny feet, his baby hands

so soft and sweet, so delicate.

I planted kisses on his round, cherubic face,

and fell deeply in love.

The first time my son walked

on his chubby, sturdy legs,

my heart pulsed with love.

The joy I felt to watch

his determined little being,

balance and step, sway and fall,

and pulling himself up to try again.

How proud was I to watch him grow.

Now this son of mine,

this angel with an impish grin

is fast approaching TWO.

Each day my love for him

understandably grows and weaves itself

deeper into my soul.

Oh, the wonder of this little boy!

My son, my little tyke.

With all of his independence,

his sloppy kisses, his warm hugs,

his silly sense of humor, his insatiable appetite.

With each of his delightful smiles, his snuggles

up against my neck;

his curiosity, his adventurous spirit

getting him into playful mischief.

The sound of his voice,

his contagious little laugh.

The softness of his delicate skin

against mine,

in restful moments of quiet bliss.

His “Vroom Vroom” noises,

following me around the house,

with “Bingle Bells, Bingle Bells,

Bingbo oh de way!”

His zest for life

infecting all around him,

creating joy in the hearts of many.

This is my son, my little boy,

my wonder, my Ryland.