My Boy

  On the 28th day of November in the year 1992, my first son Daniel  Leo was born on a rainy Saturday afternoon.
 When ur mums water broke, we both kinda freaked out. A mad dash to the hospital, then just waiting around.
  I had the easy job, same can't be said for Fee. Then after 6 hours of labour and some assistance from me, you finally decided to show yourself for everyone to see.
Weighing in at 6 pound 10 ounces and at 51 centimetres long, you arrived safely at 6.12pm and not a thing went wrong.
 We were all blessed with a beautiful little baby boy, lucky for me, since that day, twice more I've experienced that pride and joy.
  That day was and is forever etched, deep into my heart and soul and I will carry the  memory of that day until I'm grey and old.
   I wish I was there a lot more for you, I still can't believe just how fast you grew.
   I wish back then that i knew, just how bloody fast, that time flew.
   There's so many things that I'd do, to of made sure I spent more time with you. You know what I'm saying shagga, you know my words are true.
   We've had our share of ups and downs along the way, sometimes we never seen eye to eye, sometimes we stood toe to toe and sometimes we didn't talk at all but more often than not we'd get over it, I think that's fair to say.
   I can't believe that this year your going to turn 21. So I just thought I'd let you know how proud I am of you and make sure you know how super proud I am to call you my son.
  I better stop now before I cry, tho it would not be the first or last time you bring a tear to my eye.
 That'll do before it starts getting to fancy, I'll catch up with you soon shagga or should I call you Dan Nancy.
 I think that it's probably just luck but I just wrote a poem without once using the word  fuck.
 Love ya  Dan xx