13 April 2012
Crying and wailing,
He enters the world.
Our bundle of joy,
No other way preferred.
He opens his eyes,
And looks into mine.
Daddy you're crying,
Are you feeling fine?
I talk to him back,
Drowning in my tears,
I'm more than fine, son,
I've wanted this for years.
I pass him to his mother,
As she looks my way too.
We both look at him together,
Whispering, 'we love you'.
Squid • Opuss № I