O Joy, O Joy
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O Joy, O Joy returned with an N/A // Not how I would have rated it if I'd had my way// You can fuss over diamonds, emralds and rubies// But children are our most precious gems at the end of the day!
A baby is born; O joy, O joy!
Matters not, be it girl or boy
All of life lies ahead, horizons' expanse
As the infant soul begins life's mysterious dance
Alas, all is not sparkle or glitter or glow
Baby spits up; in its diaper pee and poop grow
Baby begins to crawl, to toddle, to stumble, to walk
Making cooing sounds at first, it then starts to talk
We are thrilled by every advance in its dance
Yet we parents must not become too entranced
We need keep baby's curiosity from ending its very existence
Playing with fire, picking up glass -- our vigil, persistent
And as our child grows up, we deal with so many heartaches
With homework, with fashion, with puppy love and heartbreak
Yet all this is pure pleasure, our privilege, our personal growth-climb and
Our God-given chance to polish this gem's soul, our very precious diamond
May 13, 2019
Entry in "Tribute to a Precious or Semi-Precious Gem" contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
... May 16 entry in Richard Lamoreux's 'Applicable or Not Applicable' contest
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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