Poem -
Fairy Dust
This tiny precious being
I hold in the palm of my hand
About to embark on life's journey
This delicate image of man
Created in his own likeness
This soft, pink bundle of joy
Makes even the toughest of men
Start acting like little boys
Can't imagine anything sweeter
Turns the coldest heart to mush
The sweetest sight imagined
Painted with a loving brush
With all the nasty everyday stuff
That's happening all around us
The birth of a gentle newborn babe
Sprinkles us with fairy dust
Hopefully this magic continues
Through the years that lie beyond
With the birth of each new generation
A brighter new world will dawn
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Comments
Oh, so true. When I was battling cancer and needed stress relief, all I needed to do was pick up my baby niece and hug her close. Good write. But I'm still pissed at you for making me feel guilty for eating Christmas candy
So sorry to hear about that ugly cancer thing... hope that's all been taken care of! My good wishes are with you, my good friend!!!
This is a lovely one Jack, well done. It rings home with me because we are expecting our 12th and 13th grandchildren in a few weeks time. My youngest daughter Bethica Rose is expecting her first, my second granddaughter, her name is Myah-Rose and I can`t wait to hold her. My daughter-in-law Laura is also expecting another little boy, a little brother to my grandson Alexander who is just about to turn four in March. So we are, as you have probably realized quite a large family, as we have four boys and two girls, they are, Andrew who we lost to cancer in 2009 aged 31, Adam 35, Georgina 29, Geoffrey who`s little boy is called Jack too, 27, Christopher 25 and Bethica Rose 24. So Christmas day is a very busy day for me because they all come home for Christmas dinner, so together with all their partners and the grandchildren, they mount up to quite a crowd! it`s a good job that I love cooking and have a huge cooker and plenty of room. I wish you could come to us too, that would really be fun, we could paint the town red together eh!!!
I love you babes
G xx
So sad... 31 was way to young! Didn't really have a chance to live life! I'M SORRY, Georgie Girl! Love, Santa xoxox
You so eloquently describe that tender feeling of holding a newborn! After all these years, there is still never anything that even comes close to matching it!!! One of the TRUE joyous sensations we will ever experience! Love you sweet Cherie... Santa xoxox