Describe one of your favorite moments.

Here is a poem that I wrote some years ago about the birth of my son Jonathan.

A beauty that beguiles the eye

A splendour that can’t possibly lie

I am compelled to look and stare

To see if he’s not really there

Straining every optic nerve

I look, I study, every curve.

 

That sight will haunt for evermore

As I look upon my son she bore

He’ll be forever my small lad,

and I will be his loving dad

I love you son, with all my heart

With a love I know will never part