At first,
I was afraid,
To touch,
Mummy’s bump,
In case,
I hurt you,
In your cocoon,
But,
I got used it,
Now,
You’re here,
My precious,
Little boy,
I am,
You’re daddy,
Despite,
The smile,
On my lips,
I feel,
As though,
I wading,
In a maroon,
Syrup,
Each step,
I take,
Cautiously,
In case,
I drop you,
Or handle you,
The wrong way,
It’s normal,
To be anxious,
Like this,
I’ve never,
Been one,
For looking after,
Younger children,
But today,
I will start,
Afresh,
It will get,
Easier,
Over time,
They say,
I’ll get more,
Confident,
But I don’t,
The maroon syrup,
Drags,
Me further,
And deeper,
Than before,
I feel useless,
Because,
Mummy,
Does everything better,
Than me,
I love you dearly,
Though,
Because,
I worry,
I’ve had sleepless nights,
I still can’t believe,
You’re here sometimes,
You’re growing,
In ways,
I don’t understand,
You’re changing,
Into a little person,
I find it difficult,
To keep up,
With you,
I thought,
Wrong things,
And said worse,
Things,
I regret both,
I always say sorry,
But the heartache,
Is still there,
I’ve been giving,
The option,
Of tablets,
And they seem
To help,
But I find myself,
Drowsy,
I blink,
And you’ve changed again,
My wonderful,
Boy,
I’m fighting,
Through,
This maroon,
Syrup,
To be the best dad,
You could ask for,
Will bring,
A little sunshine,
To this place,
And guide me,
To happier times