Like thousands, I took the plunge into nuptial conclusion.
Bind with lass of good intent with an unoccupied heart.
My offspring hovering over my head higher than the heavens,
For a brawl for possessions of no importance;
Like thousands, seeking harmony to hoist a child spirit.
An honorable intent of fatherhood;
Lass’s attempt to compress possibilities;
Dissipating chatter to a journey of gloomy end;
Like thousands, an innocent soul suffers without soliciting.
A parent demonstration of fright of abandonment;
A youngster becomes fully developed before time.
Paternity I will persist; lass’s difficulties will be unsuccessful.