Sweet Child O' Mine

We're expecting a baby. A fresh soul, pink and unblemished. A brand new girl awaiting a panoply of experiences to color her life with. She's a cool spring day; bright green leaves rustling in the breeze, blue skies with high white clouds at the edges. The sun flirting with my skin. She is the culmination of my families; unsullied love of parents, sweet ferocity of siblings, wild joy in generations of kin. She is the laughter of my bride, bright and keen, cutting away at my troubles. She is all that is fine and right in this world and without having even met her I love her beyond all these pretty words....