With just a more days to spend,
Let me tell you about my new friend,
A small, pink and round godsend.
A bundle of joy and happiness,
That ended a phase of.madness.
A miracle sent by the gods above,
A baby boy to care for and love.
His tiny hand curls around my finger,
Leaving no space for doubts to linger,
That life is never going to be the same,
With sleepless nights, music and game.
Every time I look at the cherubic face,
I forget all about life's daily rat race.
It is not money and success that I yearn,
Your gibberish is all I need to learn.
With your lively eyes and your loving hug,
You have made us dance the jitterbug.
Baby just to see your smile,
I am ready to walk a mile.
Baby I will be with you forever,
With this promise this rhyme is over.
A phase that is meant mainly for the bonding of mother and child, where the world don't even care about the emotional existence of father in the whole process,.You, as a new father, has stepped in to pen down your feelings .sketching such a fine yet real picture of fatherhood, and that is impressive
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