Parents of Sons

A little boy is made of
His mother's love and dreams;
Embodiment of the future
Fulfilling Daddy's schemes.

A mother's heart will melt and run
At wonder in his eyes
When he first espies a rainbow
Or bright stars in the skies.

A father's heart will leap with pride
At hesitant first step
And know his own plans gone awry,
Still in this child are kept.

Little boys are wonderful;
How could one ask for more?
Unless this pair should be so bold
As to ask God for four.

Can Mother's heart contain the love,
Or Dad's such intense pride
As must be theirs when their four sons
Are lined up side by side.

Though sometimes it is hard to pray
Amidst unending noise,
They know God hears their gratitude
For their loved little boys.

By: Joyce 10/23/04

(For Kelly and Brian, awaiting their fourth son.)