A Boy

I take your little hand in mine,
and realize you have so much time
To be the man that God created you to be
To play in a world that has so much to see.
Laughing comes easy without a doubt
Tears come within the first pout
But soon a smile reappears
and there are no more tears
You look at me and say
"I love you ashwee every day"


I dedicate this poem to Nate Jackson, my favorite hild in all the world!!!