He Need Only Exist

Some day he will be a man.

Taller than I.

Stronger than I.

He will be more than I can dream for him.

He will laugh at man things.

He will cry as true men do.

There will be love.

Of many kinds.

There will be moments I won’t know about.

And moments he will want to brag to me about.

For all that he will do.

And all that he will be.

He can do nothing more to impress me.

Or garner my love.

Than this.

He Need Only Exist.

He Need Only Exist.

It’s unconditional.