Wonderful Tonight
It’s late in the evening; Calvin’s got new clothes to wear
He’s very excited as we comb his soft black hair
He looks at me, his eyes big and bright
And seems to say, “Daddy, I feel wonderful tonight.”
He goes to his mother, with a wriggle and a smile
She puts him on her shoulder that they can dance for a while
He lies there happy, contented alright
And his soft little coos say, “Hmmm, I feel wonderful tonight.”
He’s placed in his rocker, as he nods off to sleep
And murmurs with contentment, in tranquility deep
I look at him and say, “I hope you are all right
‘Cause your Mommy and I, we changed your nappy by Candlelight.”
(An interesting set of circumstances prompted this poem. Load shedding had left us in the dark and my laptop
was playing Eric Clapton's "Wonderful Tonight." Written about five months ago, it gives my now-eight-month-old
something to look back on when he can read.)
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