As a Father

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I didn’t want to miss your infancy,
So in the middle of the night, I wobbled into your room,
Sleep-eyed with your mother,
Just to make things warm and dry again.

I didn’t want to miss your early years,
So I put my work aside,
And, with you, carefully examined all the toys on your blanket,
Because they were just as important as my toys.