Honor (an acrostic poem)

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He normally didn’t care about his reputation

Others could go screw themselves if they wanted to judge him

Now though, his whole world was flipped upside-down

On this day he had become a father

Responsible to this precious little girl…

Tiny (an acrostic poem)

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The enormity of the situation was not lost on Joy.

It made everyone around her pause and take notice of how bad it was getting

Nothing in her life had prepared her for what was to come

Yet the feel of her baby daughter’s hand wrapped around her finger gave her hope.

Trust (an acrostic poem)

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The money wasn’t everything. Okay, who was he trying to fool.

Really it was all about the money, but he didn’t have to admit it.

Under normal circumstances he wouldn’t have to work a day in his life.

Such was the life of a fund baby. all thanks to grandma.

That was before he put his faith in his lawyer and that prenup agreement.

Fatherhood In These Modern Times (a 150 word story)

The simple sound of a baby crying pierced the night, causing Bob to bleed from his stubbed toe as he became the first responder.  The little bundle of joy was empty of joy, and thus the alarm was going off, but Bob couldn’t find the off switch, even after changing the wet encasing.  He tried moving it around to activate the snooze, but that didn’t work either.  Soon he decided that the alarm was a low energy notice.  He plugged the baby into the recharging device and watched the fluid level on the device drain to zero.  The recharge worked, as the baby went back into low power sleep mode.  Bob thought about putting the baby where it belonged but worried that the jostling alarm had been reset, and he was worried about setting it off.  Instead, he closed his eyes and snuggled the sleeping baby close to his heart.

 

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Aftermath (an acrostic poem) Part 3

After the Max’s trial, Cindy felt vindicated

Finally life could get back to normal

That normal of course would include a baby

Everything up till this moment had been focused on getting back at Max

Reality of what was next was now settling in

Motherhood with the father locked out of their life

Alyssa had volunteered to help, something about how Cindy had saved her

That had confused Cindy, but she was thankful for the company

Her baby kicked her, reminding Cindy that it was time for life to go on

Daughter (an acrostic poem)

Dad lost his heart that first time he held you
As you cried insistently in his arms
Under the hospital’s bright lights
Growing up he watches you and marvels
Here was the baby that needed everything
There is the young woman who claims to know everything
Entering her time to solo on the world’s stage
Remembering the first time he held you

Happy Day (an Acrostic Poem)

Being there when you came into this world

I remember thinking how tiny you were

Red and screaming about being rudely ripped from your motherly home

The planet has come full circle around our star

Here I am encircled around your little finger

Day after day I watch your amazing metamorphosis

As you grow up so very fast

Yet you will always be my baby girl

Imagination Boost

Mark looked at his ideas document and wondered again why he had such a bounty of ideas and so little written.  Then he heard Linda’s cry through the baby monitor and he remembered.  As the crying grew louder and more insistent, Mark closed the document.  Nothing was going to get done tonight, but then again nothing had been done for like two weeks now.  Still he pushed away from his desk and headed upstairs.  While the worlds in his imagination would wait for him, Linda wasn’t.  Besides, Mark had read lack of sleep helped with creativity.  He was going to be so creative for the next couple of years, it might kill him.