I have been debating on a name
Worthy of your existence
A reflection on your sweet youth
But I fear every name that comes to mind
Would only degrade how beautiful you are
I may not ever be the father
Every child wishes they had
I might not even get the chance to be your father
But know that I loved you
Long before you were conceived
I loved you first
You will always be the angel
I wish I had the privilege of holding first
I wish I could watch as tears fell from your mothers eyes
I wish I could have been the father you deserved
But I wrote several letters to you
And not once have the words
Ever came out clear
To tell you in such a short message
That I love you
I still don't know your name
But one day I hope I get to know it
Watch you blossom from womb to woman
Every flower had it's beginning
I'm glad you started with a poem
Maybe one day I'll be the man
Walking you down the aisle
Taking you to your dance recitals
Or whatever it may be you're into when you're older
I just hope you don't become a poet like me
I'd like for you to make your mark on history
A hell of a lot more memorable than mine

                                                 Sincerely,  Your "one day" Father,
                                                         ­            Robert Guerrero