Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

A Babys Born

A baby’s born and no one knows
How life will treat him as he grows.
Parents nurture and protect,
Not knowing what they can expect.

There’ll be problems, joys and tears
Scattered through the passing years,
Every milestone firmly etched
More than all the times he kvetched.

Childhood days will somehow end
And time together you did spend
Will disappear into the past,
Your baby an adult at last.

This knowledge might just give us pause.
I think of this today because 
This is the date my now-grown son
Was born, our family just begun.

*Title should be “A Baby’s Born.”
(Poetry Soup wouldn’t allow the apostrophe.)

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Paul Callus June 24, 2023 at 9:15 AM This is so strange! Most of the comments I posted yesterday seem to have vanished. I read this, enjoyed and said how much I can relate to it. Still, no problem reading and commenting twice :) Regards // paul

Kim Merryman June 23, 2023 at 7:44 PM Well said, Ilene! Lately, I've been reflecting on the past when my sons were little and now they're grown and have their own kids and I wonder how they'll turn out. The time goes so fast. Blessings, Kim M

Jan Allison June 23, 2023 at 3:04 PM we can only nurture them and watch them grow. I hope you pass your son a copy of this poem:-) hugs Jan xx soup mail xx