To My Future Children

I thought of you today
as the breeze rolled
through the window
and scattered my papers
all over the floor
like you later would.

I thought of how
guilt and surprise would
battle for your face,
when you caught my glance
and realized what you did
while lost in your play.

I laughed and picked up
today's windstrewn notes
knowing it would later be you
making messes for me, and
I looked forward to them today.

Before you ever had a name,
you brought a smile to me.
Before I knew you (or your mother)
your mischief was already welcomed.
Before you ever were,
you were already loved
as we all are.