A Letter To My Unborn

A Letter To My Unborn” Dear, Michael Jr. Or Nicki, Taylor, or John? Dear, Whoever you are You don’t exist yet But I can’t wait till we meet, Boy or Girl? It doesn’t matter 10 toes and 10 fingers Is all I’ll seek Will you be a Daddy’s Girl Or will you be a Mama’s Boy Either way one thing is certain You’re going to be spoiled I promise to give you everything I had I’m not a perfect person But I’ll be the perfect Dad Your going to get a lot of presents on Christmas And even more on your birthday I’ll spend way too much, Credit cards maxed out Checks will bounce, bills will need to be paid But It will all be worth it, To see that smile on your face I’m going to be overprotective so don’t be mad When I make you to hold my hand Every time we cross the street You’ll still be a baby In my eyes Even when your thirteen Will you be a Daddy’s Girl Or will you be a Mama’s Boy? If you’re a boy Remember to always treat a lady The way that I treat your Mom You’ll never understand Women, No matter how hard you try Everything you do will either wrong Or not good enough In there eyes Always listen when she’s talking Always be on the outside while Walking Whatever you do never call her a “Bitch” The only “B” word you should call a Woman is “Beautiful” “Bitches” love being called “Beautiful” And If you’re a girl I’m going to be strict, but one day you’ll understand Why I didn’t let you go to every party Why I won’t let you where make up You’ll wine and cry “And tell me how I don’t understand” And without a care, and a heart full of rage You’ll tell me you hate me Not realizing I was once your age I’ll teach you how To never accept disrespect A guy should never give my princess Any less than his best And remember A Guy should never refer you as a “Bitch” The only “B” word a guy should call you is “Beautiful” I can’t help but sit and think About what or who you will be Will you be everything I’m not Or will you be just like Me Will you be a manly man Or a girly girl Will you be a mama’s boy Or a Daddy’s girl Are you going to be the loud type Or will you keep to yourself Your going you get into trouble Hopefully not a lot Will you be sneaky like me Or will you always get caught I’ll probably make excuses for you Like your Grandmother did for me The greatest day in my life Will be the day I see your face The doctor will ask would I like to hold you And from that moment on you’ll always be safe Years will past by, and the memories will grow I’ll find happiness in knowing I’m reaping what I sowed I’m far from perfect but I’ll get better before you get here Not being perfect in your eyes is my biggest fear I know that We will fuss And I know that We will fight There will be days when I lose my temper And some sleep at night One day when you’re older I will read you this letter And hopefully you’ll understand How much I love you My baby girl Or My young man !