New Fathers

I think all parents feel the same when they see their first born, for the very first time.

With love over flowing they know what they mean when they say love is blind.

Their hearts fill with love and their eyes shine with pride as they pear at their first darling child

The feelings they feel, they're the first of there kind and you know those feelings aren't mild.

But when it comes to the holding, the very first holding of this newly born life and great gift

Moms and Dads are different, they just aren't the same and there's no way to hurdle that rift

I think Moms are bred to the task, its part of their being, it comes from some where inside

After all, they've carried this child, with them each day and held them in safety and pride

They simply shift them two feet, two little feet from their womb up into their arms

They hold them with such love and hold them so dearly up to their bosom safe from harm

But Dads, oh boy Dads Well Dads just aren't sure what to should do

We spent all that time taking care of our wives and now there's a baby here too.

Filled with excitement and fear a true nail biting time they pass our little child to us

and we tentatively take him into our arms not sure what to do and feeling a bit foolish

What if we hold them to tight, we might crush them or hurt them or make something go pop

But to loose is no good they might roll, or might slip and hurtle to the floor with a plop

Meanwhile nurses are yelling cradle their head, you have to hold it up for them

So you swaddle them close in a weird two handed grip not sure if it's right or deploring

But as you look down at that face looking back up at you, it sends your heart to just soaring

And the feeling you get as you hold your child for a bit is better than all of God's glory

Don't worry dear Dads each time that you hold them the awkward feeling it gets better

You'll soon be on to more challenging things, like when their diaper and your shirt have got wetter