The birth of a child is a metaphor for joy.
The first look into their face is a silent epic simile of Olympic proportions.
Awash with emotions that incite imaginative allegories.
This diminutive rare being is an allusion to your heart and the personification of eudaimonia.
They are the metaphysical conceit that illustrates your existence ironically within mere moments of their arrival.
They are the thesis to your future and a primary source in the synthesis of your life and they are the greatest work you will ever author.