I know love
Because I know
the sound of his voice,
the touch of his hand
and the smile on his face,
I know love.
When I remembder
his arms around my body,
his head in my lap
and his eyes locked with mine,
I know love.
I know love spanning
tears of happiness
to tears of disappointment;
of vacated dreams
and dreams achieved.
In the treasure chest of my memories
I can draw forth
boundless joy,
explosive laughter
and pauses of normalcy.
Within each second
of life with my son
lives a lifetime of love.
A love given
and a love accepted;
a love that understands
the concept of eternity.
Because of him;
because of his life,
I know love.
Because I know
the sound of his voice,
the touch of his hand
and the smile on his face,
I know love.
When I remembder
his arms around my body,
his head in my lap
and his eyes locked with mine,
I know love.
I know love spanning
tears of happiness
to tears of disappointment;
of vacated dreams
and dreams achieved.
In the treasure chest of my memories
I can draw forth
boundless joy,
explosive laughter
and pauses of normalcy.
Within each second
of life with my son
lives a lifetime of love.
A love given
and a love accepted;
a love that understands
the concept of eternity.
Because of him;
because of his life,
I know love.