As a father of a boy nearly five, this poem really touched me. I must confess that I have found myself at times doing the things that the author of the poem regrets. I have found myself measuring my son’s action against those of an adult. Truly, this is sad and unfortunate; because my son is the joy of my life. His smile, his laughter and his joyousness melts my heart every time. My little boy is the true center of my life. I know that without him, I would be only have the man who I am today. His birth, his very being in my life has help me grow into a much more responsible, caring and understanding human being.
