At 9:56 p.m. my wife came out of the delivery room with her hands on her hips, moving that neck — man, you know you’re in a heap of trouble when the neck is moving and the hands are on the hips. She didn’t even say, “Hello, honey. I’m glad you made it back all the way from Hawaii to Atlanta safely.” Her first words were, “You have a granddaughter!”
I said, “Wonderful! Is Melanie okay?”
“Is the baby all right?”
“Then what’s with the attitude?”
She said, “I’ve been with this girl for three days, and you show up and the baby is born!”
“She was waiting on Granddad.”
“I know she was waiting on Granddaddy,” she said. “I’m going to have to hear that story for the rest of my life: ‘She was waiting for Granddad to come into this world!’”
I went into the delivery room and saw my daughter and said, “Melanie, are you okay?”
“Is the baby okay?”
“Yes,” she said. “Would you like to hold her?”
“Of course,” I said.
My first grandchild! I didn’t think: How do I give her a good start in life? How do I make sure she gets a good education? The first thought that went through my mind was: What do I do to make this a better world and a better nation?
I was so moved as I held my precious first-born grandchild in my arms that I was inspired to write the following verse, which I signed as The Hermanator, aka Herman Cain:
As she lay there in her mother’s arms,
She was only a few minutes old.
My baby daughter had just had a baby girl,
A precious new member of a great big world.
My baby daughter said, “Would you like to hold her?”
Of course I said yes, as my smile grew bolder.
As I picked her up with a gentle touch,
She was small, so fragile, and yet so much.
She had gone back to sleep after the struggle to start her life.
Baby and Mommy were fine, everything was all right.
When I looked at that little face, sent from God above,
It was truly the face of a miracle, and of God’s divine love.
For a moment, I didn’t know who I was or where,
I could only think of her and so happy to be there.
Born into the world with all the other little faces,
What will we do, to make it a better place?