A.M.B, My Bundle of Joy
I remember when I made you
I was scared to tell your grandma,
I didn't know what she'd do.
The whole thing was bitter sweet,
sometimes I wish I could go back and be as happy as I could be.
It was an accident but never a regret,
sometimes I ask him "How can this lil guy be the greatest creation yet?"; but then I sit back and reflect on what i was going through.
God made no mistakes when he created you.
This poem is about:
Me