My beautiful angel,
The first time I embraced you in my arms
was like a dream come true,
a miracle, a new beginning,
that I wasn’t quite ready for.
I was blown away by your divine grace.
Your presence left me trembling with happiness.
It was a feeling I can never fathom,
like when you look in the night sky full of stars,
like dancing in a garden with cherry blossoms,
like humming with the birds on a spring note,
like when the rainbow appears after flowering rain,
like feeling all the out of worldly experiences,
So heavenly,
As if watching the holy resurrection,
As if the angels were singing a hymn to your charms.
And when you looked at my soul with those precious grey eyes,
Engraved was your name in the book of my life, my heart, my blood.
The tiny hands were trying to reach out for mine,
An act that alone could heal all the pain running in my veins,
As if to colour my soul with the beauty of thee.
Then you did something that has been imprinted on my heart ever since,
You smiled at me,
Your sweet, rosy, pouty lips parted, and you giggled.
It was a moment that I have treasured like a souvenir,
So pure, that my once wounded heart seemed to be at rest, peacefully.
And as if it wasn’t enough to knock me out of my breath,
I felt a new sensation, a new rhythm,
The rhythm of your heartbeat syncing perfectly with the chords of mine,
A feeling that I will remember it like the starlight.
And as you laid your head on my chest,
My world seemed to rise and fall with your every single breath.
You looked so fragile yet brought so much strength to me,
You gave me wings to fly, hope to breathe,
The tears that fell from the windows of my heart,
Was all cleaned up by your magical touch.
It was as if the whole world was singing glory to your name.
All these years, I’ve wondered what love is,
I’ve looked for it in every being I’ve come across,
But now that I looked at this angel in my arms,
I felt it,
The beauty of love, the beauty of my angel,
The amazing feeling described in every book, poetry.
So, I sing holy to His name today,
For granting me such a precious gift
That gave me reasons to live.
And as I sat there stroking my Lil ‘angel’s head,
I promised my redeemer, my saviour,
The god of the impossible,
That I will love this son of mine till eternity,
Hold his hand forever and always,
Show him all the great, marvellous things of the world,
Always give him a shoulder to lean on.
And when time gets a little rough,
I’ll protect him from all the demons, all the darkness,
I’ll embrace him and remember him for his worthiness.
As time passes by,
I’ll watch him grow into a beautiful, caring, gentleman,
whose heart will have places for all those homeless,
whose smile will make someone’s gloomy day a bright one,
whose touch will heal the deepest scars of all.
And wherever his road leads,
I’ll be with him in his heart, guiding him to his goal,
I’ll love him like mother Mary loved his beloved son,
With all my blood, my sweat, my tears.
My Lil’ angel you will always be my son, my loving son.