For you sit there, stone-faced
After i told you my suprising news
I await your reaction to the news
Sitting on edge, feeling nauseous
Your stone face cracks a joyful smile
You cheer a jolly cheer
Leap up and hug me
And yell 'Im going to be a father! '
We spend the night
In eachother's arms
Betting on boy or girl
And what name it shall have
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem