Love Poem: Hand

Hand

HAND

Nine months by the hand of mother natures clock
Our first born child will finally know and understand
Why I went to such great lengths to land
Her mothers hand  , My beautiful wife , the love of my life
With whom I chose to breed  
Fulfils my every waking need
With you in mind , I chose only the very best to feather your nest
Trust me when I say your mother blew away the Rest
For her affection there never any contest
From the moment of your conception 
You will share in the love which I have been blessed