First Love

She is the sweetest thing in the whole world, beautiful, graceful, and lovely. I am overwhelmingly thankful for every breath that I feel her breathe. Never did I ever think that I could feel this way about a child, much less another human being. I am completely captivated with her every movement. She radiates innocence and trust. She is flawless. I crave the next smile or cheerful giggle that she might express. I wish to sing every song that I sing for her alone. Every breath I breathe, for her. I never knew true love until I gazed at her for the first time, no, held her warmth in my arms for the first time.