Only a Moment in Time

Father time he stayed his step,

Heaven's joy could not compare.

The universe lowered its watching eye,

In the shadow of a moment, precious and rare.

For a mother's love is never quenched,

Nor washed away in a storm.

From sapling sprouts to mighty oaks,

I quickly watched them transform.

What started out as I became us,

Two branches from a single tree.

Six arms and three hearts,

The Baby, the Man, and Me.