Unborn Child: A Letter

Dear child, this is your daddy, I wonder how you been I hope that your social and making a whole bunch of friends Cause making friends is a real big part of life It's probably the way I met your mother, and hopefully my wife I hope you grow up healthy, wise, and strong And to be able to follow right and steer away from wrong And to be able to have memories that you can always share And have a loving family through everything will always care Now to be truthful, I don't know if you'll even exist Because your dear dad wasn't good with the girls, there's a lot of truth in this But if you do exist, there is something I want you to do Read this poem and know that I will always love you I want you to be better than me in every which way To grow up to be independent and surpass me one day Through the rough times I promise we'll make it through Dear child, from your dear old dad, I can't wait to meet you.