You little one are Papa's pride,
the joy you bring I cannot hide.
Ten little fingers and ten little toes,
your beautiful eyes and button nose.
How could I... even dream
what having you would really mean.
I do wish I would've known,
that you are really a gift on loan.
Tho', I could not have prepared,
for the gift of love, that God has shared.
I will always do my best,
God believes, I'll pass the test
and I will know I have succeeded
when you're a parent, and there when needed.
Adapted from "Daddy's Pride" by Christine Michaels
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