If I could see the world
through your eyes
for a day,
or a moment,
and bask in the way
you find joy
in almost everything you do,
How much closer would I be
to understanding love,
or experiencing this world
as God intends?

Or has He planned
when I see you in your room
paging through a book you've found
without concern for words,
and my heart is overwhelmed
with unconditional love
and unexplainable joy
that you, my only son,
will help me learn to multiply it
by pouring it out as freely as you say "hello!"
to a stranger or friend