1455 HRS JULY 16TH 2007

To the mother

of my future daughter,

I wonder

how is it like,

to rush home

after work,

to be with you

and her.

I wonder

how is it like

to want to carry

all the burden

take away all the pain

so I can come home

to see you and her

happy again.

I wonder

how is it like

to drop everything

I was doing

to catch our kid

when she falls.

To wipe away her tears

and protect

both of you

from all your fears.

I wonder

what is it like

to spend all my free time

with you and her,

I don't want a babysitter,

I'm here to look after,

because

all that matters

is the sound

of our family laughter.