baby, oh, baby.
baby, oh baby, just look at you now;
squirming and chirping and flashing your smile.
there’s so much to tell you, with your hand in mine,
let’s journey together and see what we find.
not so long ago and not so far away,
your story met mine on a cold wintry day,
the miracle of life, that God spun you in me;
new heart and new light for your new family.
baby, oh baby, now there’s so much to learn;
the strength of a lion, the song of a bird;
the colors of the fish hidden deep in the sea,
the glimmer of stars in our vast galaxy.
the sweat and the pride in a noble day’s work,
the grace to forgive even when you get hurt;
the strength to try again after feeling defeat,
the courage to stand for the things you believe.
baby, oh baby, hold close what is true,
you must give your best, for it comes back to you;
love without fear and you will never regret,
count all your blessings and use every breath.
inhale every moment of laughter and worth,
the kinship of friendships, the salt of the earth;
exhale only that which is gracious and kind,
speak words that heal and lead with your mind.
baby, oh baby, find the secrets that hide,
the inventions and passions that you have inside;
nurture the flame and harness the fire,
for it is your happiness and your hope to inspire.
already written is the number of your days,
and already scripted are the steps you will take:
so always put trust in our God up above,
and baby, my baby, always know you are loved.
about the writer.
“Words are only postage stamps delivering the object for you to unwrap” (George Bernard Shaw)