My Boy

I wonder what life holds in store for my boy.  Will he grow up to be a fair sport like his Dad?  Will he keep this cute little nose?

Will he keep these kind, blue eyes?  Will he still love sports and spend much of his free time playing tennis or soccer?  Will he pass that on to his children when he becomes a father?  Will he ever be an uncle?

Will he lose his sensitivity to the hurts of others?  Will he still cry at the thought there are people in this world who don't want their children and give them up for adoption?  Will he have his father's compassion and give to others in need or charities for a cure of multiple sclerosis, cancer, poverty or any other charity that helps people.

Will he be good friends with his sister?  Will he be friends with us?  Will he have a lot of pets of his own?  Will he still hold doors open for strangers to let them through?  Will he love to read even more when he is older?

Will he still let me hug him and kiss him in public?  Will he so willingly say in return, "I love you, too"?