Showing posts with label poetry and babies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry and babies. Show all posts
I was cleaning out a desk drawer and came across a poem from the past
I'd almost forgotten I wrote
Joy comes in many sizes
wrapped in the body of a baby child
Some are always on the go
moving fast and wild
and getting into this and touching that
so quick they can't be caught
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while others sit and smile at you
not caring whether or not
they ever crawl, 'cause after all
There is no need to be on the go
if you are warm and dry and full
and your Mom's right there
and you know
that you are loved
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The key to life, whether old or very small
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TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE LOVED
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Oh, that's the greatest thing of all
A COUPLE OF CUTE PHOTOS
Grandson Dasche happy to be at the beach!
UPDATE!Enoch Scott Fuller
one month old
What a beautiful child!
Seems like Heavenly Father just sends
all the cute ones to our family.
Thanks
I guess love is a feeling that you feel
down deep inside
when you see your Dad come home and his arms are open wide
and then he picks you up and hugs you
I'm so glad my Dad loves me
and we will be together always
whether on earth
or eternity
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I guess love is a feeling when my Mom rubs oil on me
after I have had a bath and she sings soft
I see that she is happy
'cause she smiles a lot
and that makes me feel good
I think I'm going to like this place
'tho I never thought I would
when I was in that tiny dark-filled room!
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I had to wait so long!
'til heaven opened up the door
and I could hear earth's song
This is where I belong
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