He stands there in front of me,
Wearing his dimpled smile.
Filled with happiness,
And a beautiful innocence.
Little does he realize,
He’s taught me patience,
And constantly reminds that time doesn’t matter.
The love for him I can’t explain.
This compassion I feel,
And wanting only to see him happy.
Everyday a little bit more he changes,
Within the lessons he learns.
I helped create him,
Watched him come into this world.
I may be watching him grow,
Yet he’ll never know that he made me a man.