Harry J. Couchon Jr

Rookie - 20 Points (10 17 54 / Bronx New York)

My Firstborn - Poem by Harry J. Couchon Jr

There is no joy in all this world
Like becoming a father for the first time
It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl
Your first look and you fall in love

My firstborn was a little girl
And we all know what little girls are made of
Sugar and spice and everything nice
And that's not a cliche it's a fact

Kissing her tiny toes after giving her a bath
She laughed if my.mustache tickled her feet
I wished those days would last forever
But each passing day brought greater joy

Two more daughters born each an angel
My firstborn was now a big sister
Playing with and teaching the little ones
I couldn't imagine myself being happier

As much as you love your other children
And try to never play favorites
In your heart there's a special place
For the one that changed your life
Your firstborn

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 13, 2012

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