If I had a son, I'd say

I can see already
the woman you'll find someday--
I can just barely make her out
so far away still,
but even from a distance
I can see she's beautiful.

When you come to me
with those eyes I've looked
into through sun and rain,
those eyes I've watched
fill with fury and joy,
worry and wonder--
when those eyes shine
with some new light
that isn't mine,
when they glow
with a question you don't know
you're trying to ask,
I'll see what you need
(you were never mine
to keep)
and I'll love her completely
so that you can do that too.