Poem

I wrote this poem a little while ago and I decided to publish it in this blog.  I hope you enjoy it.

Hello,

I hear you little one,

growing so big and strong,

deep inside your mother’s womb,

I hear you, I swear,

I sit and I wonder,

what kind of dad will I be,

will I be a father who puts you at the center,

or puts you to the side thinking of only me,

will I do all I can do to make you strong,

to make you wise,

to make you better than I could ever dream of being,

or will I simply keep you as a prize,

no, I am not yet a father,

but I hope to be so soon,

to live, and love, my precious one,

sun up, day, night and moon.