Baby Naming

The daughter of a dear, dear friend, Her baby girl in tow, Just had a naming ceremony And we had to go. I flashed back thirty years ago And swear I could erase The intervening years when I Looked at this baby’s face. She’s beautiful, she’s magical, She’s precious like no other; But everyone who looked at her Would swear she was her mother. We marveled at her tiny fingers And her rosebud lips; But I remember when her mom Was bounced on my friend’s hips. The years fly by and suddenly Our kids have up and grown. When grandkids come, we realize Just how far those years have flown. So looking at that baby girl Was a nostalgic treat. Those cherished days went by so fast But boy, they sure were sweet!