When I first laid eyes on my newborn’s face,
A moment surreal, in time and space,
An angelic visage, pure and divine,
A blessing so profound, this child of mine.

Joy surged through me, a tidal wave of light,
Gratitude blossoming, pure and bright,
In those innocent eyes, a universe unfurled,
A love so deep, it engulfed the world.

Tiny fingers, delicate and fair,
A gentle touch beyond compare,
Each breath a whisper of life anew,
In their presence, my love grew.

Their angelic face, a portrait of grace,
A reflection of heaven’s embrace,
In that sacred moment, all worries ceased,
Their presence a balm, a gift of peace.

I held them close, a treasure to behold,
In their innocence, my heart consoled,
A bond unbreakable, forged in this glow,
A love story beginning to flow.

In their tiny form, a world reborn,
A future bright with hope at dawn,
Their laughter a melody, their warmth a fire,
Filling my days with a love entire.

With each heartbeat, a promise made,
To guide their steps, come what may,
Grateful for this gift so rare,
For the angel in my arms, beyond compare.

So, in that moment, love bloomed anew,
A parent’s journey, pure and true,
When I first beheld my baby’s face so mild,
Joy and gratitude intertwined, my heart beguiled.