The name Chris, to me, is short for Christ.
To me, he is my love, my life.
Now God has given him, I sure am glad.
I now have a son I never had.
He's rough and tough as a boy should be.
I thank the Lord He gave him to me.
I love my son with all my heart;
I beg you please don't tear us apart.
Chris knows his mom and dad,
Because we're the only parents he has ever had.
I can't explain what he means to me,
But I know I'll be the best mom I could ever be.
Just give me the chance to show I can,
And let him grow up to be my little man.
When he grows up and keeps getting cuter,
He will still always be . . . my little Booter.

Vicki Lynn Philips