Alex

To have a child to be a father,
it's so worthwhile. A gift received 
that ever growing shall steal our
hearts before we've known.
 
This gift of life looks up at me, 
so small and perfect my heart 
is warmed just instantly. 

I hold her close I feel amazed,
both stunned and thrilled. Just 
hanging on this moment I take
a gasp. my daughter Alex we 
meet at last.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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