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Big Baby
The look, the laugh, and the loves of a coming baby, None ever foretells: not dad, not mum, not the world. But its manners--now that's never a surprise! It shows in its parents, Planted in them perhaps by God, That mum in dad's big baby self And dad in mum's big baby self May find the lessons of little baby care. It's their baby selves out on schooling duty When expectant mum lists a thousand craves And dad, for his part, won't clean up after himself: Little Nancy is on her way; Through mum comes notice of her thousand wish lists, And through dad notice of her messy ways, Their little world to ready for its little guest. It's still their baby selves on schooling duty When expectant mum waxes petulant And dad oft waxes helpless till sweet mum's about the house: Little Tommy is a-coming; Through mum he sends notice of his fragile temper And through dad notice of his mama need. Yes, there're parts of us that must babies be if sometime we'll parents be: A side of me and a side of you. Not by our wish but by Heaven's design We model the baby to come, Each other to ready for its entry With storm and stars into this our world.
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