The end of self

Fingers, toes, eyes, nose...heartbeat. Just like me but so much smaller...pint size.

The giggle, the laugh, the cry, and maybe even a sigh... newborn with deep emotion.

Confused about life and dangerous to others, how something so small can change that

 is not surprising, nor confusing ...welcomed. Pride... no matter of any faults or

unapproved loves...never prejudice. you need never to impress or approval, you already

have my love and attention...24/7 access. My life, my legacy, my pint size... my son.