In the beginning there were two

Enjoying each other while they grew

Every lasting second being fresh and new

Without knowing what life had set to fate

God was ready to release an angel from his gate

Readiness could not prepare

For what was bound to come with no despair

A product of the greatest love known to man

What can be held in a single hand

Weak at the knees can hardly stand

Fighting the emotion with no words to say

Taking on the world head first on this day

That moment the two and son

Quickly morphed into one

There was no longer two but a family

A wife, a son, and me.