40 Years Ago

Today’s the date my son was born, Though 40 years ago. I discovered, as a mother, There was much I didn’t know. The basics – feeding, burping, baths – It wasn’t hard to learn And giving love was easy – I got so much in return. But parenthood means worry ‘Bout a hundred million things Which can sometimes overshadow The delight that childhood brings. Still, the passing years have made me Proud of how my son has grown And now he can understand, since He has two kids of his own. I hope that through his worry He can focus on the joy That he’s lucky to be getting From his precious girl and boy. And when it’s been 40 years Since tiny diapers they have worn, Like his mom, he will reflect Upon the days that they were born.