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I didn’t have cold feet when falling in love asking her to marry or deciding to “try”
I didn’t have cold feet hearing the heartbeat seeing the sonogram or even the first cry
But I do get nervous when looking ahead thinking of her grow where her future will lie
Will I mess her up? Will I scar her for life? What will she become? What happens when I die?
Those cold feet will come no sense in worrying til then I’ll warm them by just loving her, her mother and I
