Beaming

I saw a beaming boy today, couldn't have been more than three, striding down the sidewalk atop his smiling father's shoulders, already the little king in life, with the very best view as if from a lofty treetop, surveying from high all there is to see, a fortunate lad well ahead of the fateful game, supported into his future as all children should be safe and secure, the simple and pure sanctity of  every child's hopeful heart, I saw a beaming boy today.