This little man sitting next to me,
I wonder what he will grow to be?
Hair so blond, eyes of blue,
As fresh as the morning dew.

Sitting here by my side,
In this world I’ll be his guide.
Listening to childhood questions unfold,
Clinging to every story told.

Watching clouds as they go by,
Counting the stars in the sky.
You’ll never know how much you’re loved,
By your father here and the One above.