Our litte boy

Balls and ballons, planes and trains,
these are a few of his favorite things,
To be in the water, or to be outdoors,
These are the things that make his heart soar.

That all humans are born as sinners
I know to be true
But, if there were a contest for earthly angels,
He would surely be among the winners.
For his curly blond hair and his eyes so blue,
Must surely be heaven-sent, my heart tells.

His spirit is gentle and kind at best
His smile could melt the hardest heart.
Yet, life so far, for him has been a test,
By worldly measures, he is not smart.

But, we do not weigh him on an earthly scale,
Our prayer is for him to know Jesus,
and His great love
And when our little boy stands in that light from above,
All earthly measures will pale.

Thank you, Father, for entrusting us with this great gift.
For you know, he will soon be six.