Sam Kauffman Poet Rhyme

For My Children

When at first I knew you were there
 it was with a gentle nudge;
But soon you grew, and so did I,
 with only my waistline to begrudge.

When you first moved it seemed to me
 like the quiver of cool jello,
The flutter of fur, a butterfly wing
 and I loved your touch so mellow.

But soon your movements grew more defined -
 you kicked like a mule I said;
You wriggled like a worm then jumped like a frog.
 "Are we sure this baby is human?" we guessed.

I felt your touch, as your father couldn't,
 then knew your urge for life;
But, you voice to me, a secret hidden,
 a joy to hear at the dawn of your life.

First poem entered to Poetry Soup 7/25/2018

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L. J. Carber November 23, 2025 at 8:51 AM A great simile: 'like the quiver of cool jello' !!!

Hiba Junaid July 17, 2024 at 9:56 AM something about this is just so joyful, giddy and happy. i love children and to read a mother's declaration of love in such tangible imagery makes me smile.

Silent One December 3, 2023 at 1:27 PM I thought ai would check out your first poem you posted here.. I noticed I had already commented in it as I had a contest about posting your first poem...lovely poetry Sam. Glad to see you are still posting

Lady Labyrinth August 4, 2022 at 5:26 PM From the time we feel them inside us, kicking to make it out to commence their next mission, we think we can sagely predict their path ahead of their arrival; we embrace all their achievements and hurdles, like they are our own; we let them take their individual strides away from us, but they are always inside us. I love your unique perspective and I will have to read all your poems, most thoroughly now. :) I love this poem. Very much.

Richard Lamoureux April 26, 2021 at 11:11 PM What a beautiful piece. Motherhood is such an essential human experience. I am moved by your first piece. A very belated welcome to the soup.

Susan Ashley October 29, 2020 at 7:29 PM Dear Sam, your heartwarming rhyme tells of this special time with every wonderful line.. :) Your third stanza describes a baby's movements in the womb perfectly... oh, and I still begrudge my waistline.. haha! I adore you first poem here, my dear rhyme time friend. Beautiful poetry! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Sam Kauffman November 5, 2020 at 12:25 PM This was the first poem I wrote for my boys. Spent many years chronicling their childhoods. When our youngest graduated from college, I gave each of the boys their book of poems. Thank you so much my rhyme time friend - I too still begrudge the change in my waistline - all the time! Sending you a harvest of Thanksgivings rhymes and blessings! (Think I will hide my scale until after the holidays!) :(

Gary Radice August 25, 2020 at 2:37 AM Reading through all the first poems I'm fascinated by the themes chosen for each. Yours, Sam is a very special personal experience which you put into words two years back beautifully.

Line Gauthier August 24, 2020 at 1:45 PM Beautiful, Sam. Congrats on you second anniversary with PoetrySoup ~

Greg Gaul August 24, 2020 at 6:24 AM So much fun to hear about your children and to see you give birth to your first PS poem. Congrats it's a winner!

Anne-Lise Andresen August 24, 2020 at 4:14 AM - Congratulations on your win, Sam ... I remember how exciting it was to post my first poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Silent One August 24, 2020 at 2:53 AM I can see the love of a father and such a lovely first poem... This was not really a contest, it was an opportunity to showcase your first poem and I am glad you entered. Thank you. Sam Kauffman August 24, 2020 at 9:50 AM Hi SO. This was a great idea for a contest theme. Thank you for sponsoring the "contest" and taking time to read and place the entries. Fun to read the other first entries! All the best!

John Watt March 7, 2020 at 2:21 PM Sam, I love this ode to your little womb dwellers! I laughed out loud at your comparison to mule/worm/frog causing you to wonder about your babies' species. As a father, I was only able to feel movement a few brief times, but knew my wife was having an ongoing, and very special dialog. I am charmed by this poetry, especially knowing it was your first entry here ~ John

Sam Kauffman February 2, 2020 at 11:46 PM Hi Charlie, Yes, our children grow too fast. Thank you for your feedback! And we are blessed when they bring us their little ones! Blessings

Charles Messina January 31, 2020 at 8:26 AM Such a beautiful first poem, Sam. Isn't it amazing how fast our children grow. Lovely :) Charlie

Connie Marcum Wong August 21, 2019 at 4:05 AM I adore your wonderful first post Sam, which I am now assuming is short for Samantha. A warm welcome to Poetry Soup! I look forward to reading more. I have three grown daughters and a son, the joys of my life and now am a grandmother of girl and a boy. Very nice to meet you. Aloha, Connie

Line Gauthier August 20, 2019 at 8:13 PM Delightful poem, Sam. Welcome to PoetrySoup.

Caren Krutsinger July 28, 2018 at 5:17 AM Welcome to Poetry Soup. You have jumped in with a very nice poem. Keep writing and keep them coming!

Faraz Ajmal July 26, 2018 at 8:32 AM Such a lovely poem this is,so beautiful and certainly a joy to read, I wish you a very warm welcome here on poetrysoup, I am sure that you will enjoy your stay here, good luck and have a really nice day