They held hands for the first time.
She, still a virgin.
He, still a virgin.
A beautiful night of companionship,
That lasted a lifetime,
On that night of innocence,
As the bonding was bound.
A boy tiny in form was made.
Though tiny but a handsome miniature
Very meddlesome, a kick to the womb,
Music to the ears of his folks.
This was no flaccid baby,
But a Conquerer in the making.
Showered by love, moulded by sacrifice