Jason at one years old …

My son Jason is one year old

and his eyes twinkle as he stalks about the house.

All things are new to his curious nature.

The best thing he does is smile at me as he runs towards the door

making sounds like words, but aren't.

Sentences of his own with meanings of his,

words, to tell me of his day.

In his way, we understand each other

for it doesn't matter that no one else can see

the beauty of what he says to me, I understand.

The way he says what he says to me

makes everything worthwhile

when upon arrival, he just utters "daddy"

with a toothy smile.

The bumps on his head tell of his day

and his hands go up in a huggin' fashion.

You've made my day in your special way

my little boy at one, with so far to go.

Please stay as close to me tomorrow as you are today.