When first are born, we are timid new,
We have no opinions, we have no view,
These will grow as will we through years,
Our curiosity increasing, as will our fears.

An infant life, a joy to hold,
Your dreams for them, impressive, bold,
All you hope is a life well lived,
A happy life for your most precious gift.

Never forgetting that teary eye,
When hearing their first earthly cry,
They seem so small, held in your hands,
This tiny being with big demands.

Their life to you they do entrust,
Somedays they’ll leave you so hard pushed,
But for them, you’ll give your all,
To help them stand so proud and tall.

They’ll look to you so worldly wise,
To wipe the tears from their eyes,
All you say, the utmost truth,
Such is the trusting nature of youth.

All we can do, is give our best,
Cheer them up when they’re depressed,
Be that shoulder on which to lean,
And our trusty tissue to keep them clean.

A child is our ultimate task,
Providing answers to all they ask,
Be it girl, or be it boy,
They’ll always fill our lives with joy.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation