Xavier Cakes

I can still see his little toddler smile,
His cute chubby cheeks with dimples and all,
And what I always hold so dear about my child,
Is his mother’s resemblance since he was small.

Now at fifteen he is way taller than me,
My old wrinkled hands fit inside of his palms,
But his likeness to my wife is uncanny,
With a cute button nose just like his mom’s.

And in the mornings when I’m brewing coffee,
His sleepy face gives me a drowsy smirk,
I serve him breakfast while we’re in a hurry,
He always tells me “have a good day at work.”

But what gets me about Xavier Cake’s smile,
It’s the way that he can light up any room,
His energy is contagious and tactile,
Like a wave of light can make a flower bloom.

A couple of days ago my son thanked me,
He said he feels lucky in many ways,
He’s happy he has a great family,
Then he gave me the smile that makes my day.