My Mom Loves Her Crazy Ass Son

My Mom Loves Her Crazy Ass Son
By Robert T. Davenport

My dearest Mom, with a heart so pure,
Your love for me, of that I am sure,
Though I may be wild, a bit offbeat,
You love me unconditionally, without retreat.

You see beyond the surface, deep within,
Embracing the quirks that make me grin,
You understand my crazy, my unique ways,
And love me for who I am, all my days.

In your eyes, I am a masterpiece,
A puzzle with pieces that never cease,
You appreciate the colors that I bring,
And celebrate the song my heart sings.

You love my laughter, my silly jokes,
The way I dance, the way I provoke,
You find joy in the chaos I create,
And cherish the moments, however late.

You see the fire that burns within,
The passion that drives me, my will to win,
You encourage my dreams, my wild pursuits,
And stand by me, even when I'm obtuse.

You love the way I challenge the norm,
The way I embrace life's unpredictable storm,
You admire my courage to take a leap,
And support me, even when I stumble and weep.

You love my spirit, my zest for life,
The way I find beauty in the midst of strife,
You see the potential, the greatness in me,
And believe in me, even when I can't see.

So, dear Mom, I may be a bit crazy,
But your love for me is never hazy,
You love me for all that I am and will be,
And for that, I am eternally grateful, you see.

Your love is a gift, a treasure untold,
A bond that cannot be bought or sold,
I am blessed to have you as my guiding light,
To love and be loved, with all my might.

So, thank you, Mom, for loving your crazy son,
For embracing my uniqueness, for all that I've done,
I promise to cherish your love, forever and more,
For you are the one I adore.

With all my love,
Your crazy-ass son