Will it be a Girl? I want it to be.
beautiful eyes like her mother's, lovely smile, glowing dark skin, diamonds around her neck, I hope she loves poetry too just like her mom. she'll be the princess, cuddled up in the arms of the queen. the castle filled with her scents, candles lit across the stairways, she'll be Daddy's little fairy a sunflower held in my hands so dearly. I will caress her fragile hair, and whisper into her ears every time... "I am your daddy and you are my first Love." well maybe not first first. but first only after your mom. I'm not saying she will take her place, but she will indeed occupy lots of space.
what if it's a Boy? I hope it be.
the prince, Handsome like his father, beautiful brown skin, deep brown eyes, thick black hair. His mother's first love. I know he can't take my place, but sure will take up almost all the space. He will be my best friend, my play partner. I will teach him poetry, and maybe music too. I hope he likes football, and I will show him how to love the nature, how to treat a woman, how to respect his mother. This joy that fills my heart, in expectation of my new born seed. I don't mind its gender, I just want to hold my child, in my arms and kiss its forehead, watch it smile and bless its mother for bringing a blessing into this world. our child, the result of our love.
don't mind my outrageous expectations, I am just an expectant Father, and my Joy knows no bound.
©gracedking
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