Wails pierce the silence.
Soiled and disoriented.
There stands your rocking shadow
cradling the distressed babe.
You utter a hush rhythmically.
Slowly she drifts again to peaceful slumber.
Kissing her forehead, you declare your devotion, your love.
My heart swells.
I have chosen well,
been blessed beyond my dreams.
I know our child is cared for.
She quiets down in the comfort of your embrace.
I praise our God who has fearfully and wonderfully made you, husband and father.