What is it like?

What is it like,
To walk down the isle,
Glowing in your white dress?


What is it like,
To hold your baby,
In your arms for the first time?
When she opens her eyes for the first time?
When she looks at you for the first time?


What about when she crawls,
And when she smiles for the first time?


What's it like,
When you see your girl,
Take her first steps?
When she speaks her first words?


I wonder how you felt,
When you taught me how to ride my bike.
When you saw me swim with no floaties,
And when you let me start to take chances.


I wonder what it was like,
To see all this happen.
What was it like,
To see me grow up?