When you first opened your eyes to this world,
I was the one who greeted you.
Heard your cries of new life,
Felt the kick of young limbs breaking through the womb.
There you were,
Secured in a bundle,
Tiny breathes of joy and warmth,
Curled around my finger.
The bliss was short lived,
As pressure and shock of parenthood,
Made me retreat into depths of own self,
Under the shadow of insecurity.
Yet your love kept rolling in,
Pounding the shores, seeping through every grain of sand.
From your first uttered word, to your last kiss at night;
My defenses slowly gave away, to the tide of paternal bond.
A man can learn a lot,
From the wisdom of the innocent,
And the kindness of the loving,
Until he discovers, the meaning of unconditional.
A heart that is open,
To love and be loved;
However vulnerable yet fulfilling,
Rebirth of a father.
