When I first found out
I was scared out of my mind
I wasn't sure what to think
And there wasn't too much time
When I told your daddy
I'm sure he was lost too
But he seemed a little happy
And knew just what he wanted to do
We talked it over many times
To be sure thus is what we wanted
But have not yet told anyone
For it was not yet meant to be flaunted
We decided to keep you
We didn't want adoption
And abortion....
Was definitely was not an option
Many doctor appointments
And other things to do
I was so sure of
The color baby blue
We got an ultrasound
Just to give it a whirl
And at that point we found out
We're having a little girl
Oh my dear little Angel
That's what your name will be
Everyone is so happy
And I wish you could see
From the first time I felt you move
To the day I saw you kick
It felt as though we had
Our first Mother-Daughter click
When your daddy first felt you
He went into shock
And from that point on
He couldn't even talk
I really can't wait
For this pregnancy to end
So I can finally get to see
My new special friend
We will love you and cherish you forever
That is, me and your dad
And all in all we'll know
Our decision wasn't so bad
So I'll just sit here and wait
Until the day you're here
Just a few more months
It's almost near
We have your this ready
And we're both so excited
The baby shower is coming up
And allot of people are invited
A long as you know
That your parents areare already proud
And we just can't wait
Until you come around
April 15,2001
Is when you're due to come
And I just can't wait
To bring my little girl home
So when you get older
And you know what I mean
Remember, these are the words
Of two scared teens
Angelina, we love you
We just want you to know
That there was. never any intention
Of letting you go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Maternal poems are so moving, yet in a very solid way. I can't really explain it, and being a guy I probably never will be able to make the thoughts click but I do know of an exceptional poem written after the child is born and at home: Morning Song by Sylvia Plath. I really enjoyed reading this poem; it is full of hope and love and it cheered me up a bit, it's age makes it just more magical. -SP