My little angel

For nine months pregnant with my ten days
Relentless and I longingly waiting
I wholeheartedly fight for you, baby
Hope you will be proud of my son
     Every day you grow in my womb
     Not tired I prayed for you, take care, and provide the best
     Counting the days to quickly see in this world
     Growing up in the warm embrace of this
This longing deepens
When you show your little movement
And today you have been born in this world
How happy and perfect themselves have to have you
      Crying is getting me excited
      You're Acting always makes me smile
      You're my little angel, so grows good boy
      Be proud of your father and mother, baby

~Prisma niangsari (117915)~