In My Rear View Mirror

In my rear view mirror, there sits my future. In my rear view mirror, there he is, just a smiling. In my rear view mirror, there sits my world. He is my life, my everything. In my rear view mirror, there sits my son, James. I wish I could shout from the roof tops how much I love this sweet child of mine. I catch a glimpse of him and it makes me smile. I love my rear view mirror and all it has to offer. I see smiles, I see tears and I see one sleepy boy that can no longer keep his eyes open. That precious face of his simply melts away the worries of the world and I am at peace with myself. So Lord, I simply want to thank you for this view today and for always. But most of all, I thank you for my rear view mirror.