Father - a poem

I imagined it so many times
But I could never know the feeling
That first time I held him in my arms
It could only be described as a miracle
All those visions of the future
Nothing compared to the first moment I met him
I looked at him and he looked at me
And at that moment I knew
The wait was worth it
The pain, the disappointment
All melted away that moment
No more to come to mind
He looked at me and I looked at him
And in that moment
I realized I was his father

He'll grow up too fast
And he won't remember that day
But never will it leave me
For in that moment
Everything was right