They've got that comfortable place
on their shoulder that's perfect for
snuggling into while we fall asleep.


They give great hugs,
(and always melt our hearts when
a sweet "I love you Princess" is added)



What they lack in talk, they
tend to make up for in action.


They're at peace with their bodies,
except for maybe some minor anxiety
over height and baldness.



They rarely lie about their age,
their weight, or their clothing size.


They make excellent companions when
driving through rough neighborhoods
or walking past dark alleys.


                        They're enthusiastic about our
                        bodies, even when we're not.


                They have an uncanny ability to look deeply
                     into our eyes and connect with our
                   heart, even when we don't want them to.


             They fall in love so hard, once they finally fall.


                        Tho they often try to hide it,
                   they're very tender-hearted and caring




                        Chest hair, forearm hair and
                       the feel of a newly shaved cheek.


                Their near-endless appetite for discussing
                        the ins and outs of work and
                        money - ours as well as theirs.


                     Their face is a treasure to behold
                       when they give us a present they
                                  picked out.


                            Bravery around snakes,
                        waterbugs, bats and flat tires.


                     Their unapologetic lust for a nice
                        hunk of beef or chocolate cake.

                        Their ability to solve problems
                       simply by throwing a ball around.

                     The glimpse you get, when they wear
                        their baseball cap backward of
                          their inner Little Leaguer.


                They give us a peek at the little boy inside
                          when they get sick or happy
                                     or hurt

                     How tender they get when they cry,
                          and how seldom they do it.

                    They never care what their horoscope,
                        their mother-in-law, nor the
                               neighbors say.


                        They really love their moms.

                          They remind us of our dads.


                  They don't mind accompanying a woman to a
                party even though she looks like a movie star
                       and they look like the chauffeur.


                    They don't care whether colors match,
                     but are willing to be concerned if
                              we want them to be


               Their genuine ardor for tinkering with toilets,
      &nbs