one

 

when I look back on the photos 

of your tiny newborn face 

you were this precious unknown person 

who I had just begun to trace 

I thought that way back then

I loved you more than I could say

but my words have become fewer

with every loving day 

now when I look at you 

I see a face I know so well

every grin and every giggle

every tear and every yell 

it's been an entire year now

and you seem so big and grown 

walking, climbing, playing, 

with ideas all your own 

every day I've held you

every day I've breathed you in

every day of this first year 

I've wished it not to end

but I think I'm finally learning 

that while I'll miss your tiny days

as you grow into your bigger self

I'll love you in more ways 

this year has been pure magic

and while I can't believe it's done,

you have so much more that's coming

now that you are one, my son