To My Little Princess

It's feels like yesterday! When I heard your cry....when you were handed over to me. I felt an avalanche rush of an inexplicable emotion...mixed feelings of joy and sadness...hope and dismay. Joy of having a daughter but sadness from not being the father you deserve. But as I continued to stare at your shut eyes my soul suddenly became overwhelmed by a flushing wind of love which blew away all fears and worries.

As I watched you grow I couldn't help but be captivated by your slowly emerging personality. The way you squint your eyes when observing something for the first time....the way you stretch out your chubby arms to its maximum length when reaching for your teddy..the way your chubby little fingers grasp and hold the fur.

I love the way your face suddenly lights up with excitement when the TV is tuned to your favourite cartoon...how your voice bellows out like a sweet melodious tune when trying to imitate the cartoon characters. I love the way your chubby legs move when you try to dance... the way your chubby foot stomps the ground when trying not to fall.

I love how you look for me when you sense the absence of my presence...the way you cling your little body to my leg beckoning me to lift you up.

I love the way you smile and giggle when I tickle you...the way you try to withstand the tickle by burying your face in my bosom.

I love the way you run round the house when we play peekaboo...the way you run back into my arms giggling.

All these make it very easy for me to love you. I've known love before but this is of another kind....the one that arouses the father nature in me.

I know you would find your Prince one day..but I hope I would still remain your King!

To my love...

the first of my loins...

my Little Princess.....I love you!