I see you, Mama, from behind my lens.
Beautiful, a bit tired, and simply overjoyed.
I see you, Daddy, smiling with pride,
At the girl you hold so delicately in your hands,
While Mama finds a new outfit…because…spit-up happens.
I see you Doggy, a little confused.
But adjusting and learning your new role,
And loving your people…now there are 3.
I see you, Baby.
Lighting up their world.
With your smile, or a toot, or a yawn.
Because you are pure magic.