Fatherhood, who knew I could.
Anew with breath.
Tiny hands trusting that I can.
He, my son, a ball of fun.
Each minute I wish was infinite.
Reaching for daddy, always teaching.
His life, my heart and soul.
Ounces of love, pure like a dove.
One son, one dad. Much love to be had.
Dad he will say, I will be there each day.