The perfect moment

Not when you looked me in the eye and asked me to marry you.
Not when we went round the sacred fire and became each others keeper forever.
Not when we decorated our first house together.
Not when we took that trip abroad for the nth time.
Not when we took the first drive in our third car.

Only when i held our daughter in my arms and we swayed to the soft floating piano music in the background and she lay snugly against me.