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A poem I wrote after the birth of my son. |
| Your life will never be the same. Priorities won't be torn. Number one now has a name. Right away you'd give your life To stop them feeling pain. Like a glow shared with your wife The special bond you gain. I'm not saying it's a piece of cake When he just won't go to sleep. But it's the easiest of rough to take For the benefits you reap. To say a glow is slightly wrong For such indescribable joy. An emotion so strong that I nearly fainted The first time I saw my wee boy. |