The writing was on the wall and

I had many walls in my home

Each of them yelled at me,

What about the finances, bills and other petty expenses?

Other times I would worry, but today the things are different.

And so,

I shooed them away with a flick of my hair

A trait I borrowed from the missus;

‘Get lost! I am going to be a father’, I said to the walls

So what if there will be only single income to sustain the family?

Don’t you dare doubt my capabilities,

Dear walls!

For the doors and windows and walls

Are now open to supreme happiness

As I lay awake on the bed

Gleaming wide eyes dreaming about

Welcoming the little one abode.