My boy,
I think you are most beautiful
while you sleep-
arms stretched “this big”
and legs splayed, frog-like.
But then you awaken,
and I see
how completely wrong I can be.
You smile,
and even though your mouth
is as empty as an old man’s,
that smile holds
the whole world within it;
and I cannot help but
hold your tiny grinning face
in my hands.
I can scarce believe
that without a single intelligible word,
you make me fall in love
over and over again.
There are times
when I’ve felt a failure;
but looking into your beloved face,
I realize that whatever may come,
I’ve already succeeded.
Sparklebumpsthebookwhore 