Poem: “Soon”


Child in your mother’s womb,
She grows with you, and
I, the watcher, wait.
Speaking without touching,
I do not see you, but you are
Wondrously full of beauty.
Hoping you know my voice,
It is not hers, not yet all around you.
For now, “I love you” in my words out here,
Wanting you to come soon
To hold my hand and
Smile and feel warm with me.
I’ll tell you face to face,
I’m Dad.

Copyright © Guy McClung

Guy McClung is a granddad who loves his children and grandchildren, and as a Patent Attorney helps people develop inventions. He lives in San Antonio Texas with his wife Karen who has stayed with him for 41+ years.