That new kind of love

I stare in awe and amazement at your sunlit face
as you stare in awe and amazement at the boy you have made.

The boy we dreamed of in the backseat,
the smiles we always wanted to mirror,
the sweet inadvertent noises we always remember.

Oh, if only he realized how lucky he is
to have a mother whose limitless love stretches from her hands to his feet.
A mama whose been waiting for this day, each day.
A mama who was made for this day, each day.

Oh, if only he knew of the heart you call your own
and the spot he has dug into it and calls his own.
He may not know now of the love we possess,
that love you hold near and tight.
The love that wakes you up and puts him back to sleep each night.
But one day he will.