Born to love me

Kē Andre

My last born child…

My sun…

My flame…

You came here knowing exactly who you were supposed to love…

and it was me.

You chose me with your whole spirit

long before your first breath.

And baby… I felt that.

Kē Andre , you were light before you were a name,

A glow so bright you made yourself squint

when you smiled.

My homie, my protector,

my confidant,

my safe place on earth.

You locked my hair…

took my braids down…

You saw me.

You cared for me.

You loved me in ways

only a soul fresh from the heavens could.

You were born to love me, Ke —

and I was blessed to be chosen by you.

Ke… my last born child, you were born to love me.

Kē Andre… heaven designed your heart to touch me.

Everywhere you walked you left a trail of grace,

every soul felt your warmth,

your power,

your embrace.

You were the light —

they couldn’t see what lived inside…

But I did.

I always did.

You were loyalty personified.

Losing you…

left a hole I will never heal from.

Not in this lifetime.

Not in any form.

But baby…

I find comfort in your light.

In your guidance.

In the protection I still feel around me,

the way your energy moves through rooms

before I even enter.

You didn’t just love me —

you taught me.

You taught me how to listen

—not just hear.

How to understand your heart

and not your tone.

You guided me into becoming

a better mother.

You held my mistakes up in front of me

with the gentlest hands…

and you held me accountable

with a love that humbled me

and healed me

at the same time.

Ke… my last born child, you were born to love me.

Kē Andre… heaven designed your heart to touch me.

Everywhere you walked you left a trail of grace,

every soul felt your warmth,

your power,

your embrace.

You were the light —

they couldn’t see what lived inside…

But I did.

I always did.

You were loyalty personified.

My last born…

If the world only knew

how deep your river ran,

how soft your heart was,

how you carried love like armor,

protecting everybody but yourself.

My boy.

My baby.

My sun wrapped in human form.

You were love…

in motion.

KēAndre…

Ke…

My last born child,

my pulse,

my purpose.

You were born to love me —

and I will spend the rest of my life

loving you back…

with everything in me.