Sarah Hassarati Poet I do not know?

Princess

Photographs in black and white
Show patterns in soft blankets
Of the precious princess wrapped
And tucked in with love.

Fountain hairstyle classic touch
With “oohs” and “aahs”
When dimples and smiles appear
To faces circling from above.

Months scouring and scanning
Books bought and borrowed 
Searching meanings for
The tiny princess new.

Worries all forgotten
From illness and complication
Then intake of food concoctions
As the little princess grew.

Effort, pain and panic
All faded memories in the moment
When arrival of the princess
Was the only focus had.

So perfect are your features
And defenceless in your innocence
and dependent on your servants 
Proud to be Sarah’s Dad.

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Peter Paul Valletta May 20, 2020 at 3:06 AM that's what I said to myself when I held my daughter for the first time, the joy of such a perfect being held I my hands, that was until I had my first present 30 mins after birth "she shat on my shirt". 3and half years forward and now I can't imagine my life without my unicorn. Sarah Hassarati May 21, 2020 at 9:15 AM Thank you for your comment and remember that they don’t arrive with instructions. Enjoy every moment, highs and lows... they grow up so quickly.