My son

Looking into the eyes of gods special gift, holding his little hands and the warmth of his gentle breath, wondering why mine wasn't given the chance to live.... Taken before the suns ray hits his little cheeks, the wind blew in his blissful face and the beat of his little heart when he starts his journey in this worlds glorious race. Being a father was always something I thought through, holding, teaching and guiding him through life. But sadly that day came and left, but as I think more maybe starting a family at my age was just a test or even the simple truth of where my heart lead, but it was there, my hearts bounding agreement to the ones I cherish best. She will always have my heart and so will my unborn son, till my journey is over and all said and done.