When I Will Listen My Baby's Babble

When I will listen my baby's babble,
I will be exhilarated.
His round small face,
His big eyes and black hair,
His pointed nose and thin lips,
His beautiful and small mouth
Will make me forget every pain.

Playing with him my days and night will pass.
Bending over him on my elbows and knees,
I will talk to him.
He will push his little feet against my chest.
With his hands he will touch my face.
When he will yawn opening small mouth,
I will be spellbound.
I will tickle him blowing his belly with my mouth.
And he will laugh with sweet voice.

Weeks, months, and years will pass,
My son will grow happily,
And will gain good education in city,
And will do job being officer,
He will get married and will become father.
He will fulfill the fatherly duty.

But will he remember son's responsibility?
And have I myself satisfied my parents?
Isn't this the story of whole world?