My Son

Lusty cries, gleeful smiles,
Laughs filled with laughter.

Translucent skin & Chubby limbs,
Tiny fingers knotted into fists!

As I gaze at this marvel of God's creation,
I feel my heart bursting with love.

A love so pure,
Filled with the wanting to care,
wanting to hold close,
wanting to protect.

Is it blood that bonds us?
Is it nature?
Is the answer blended in the twists of time?
Does one have to find answers?
Or go along, thank God,
Savor the joys that an angel brings to the home?