The stories of my early babyhood
Are surely second hand.
I was too young to remember as
I'm sure you'll understand.
My parents had four sons before
The day I came along.
You can be sure that I was welcomed
And for years could do no wrong.
Those young brothers were as happy
As were my mom and dad,
That they had a baby siser
Made everyody glad.
My brothers ages four to ten
Would hurry home each day
Just to be sure I was still there,
That I hadn't gone away.
My brother Charlie, six years old
The day I came aboard,
Gazed at me and then exclaimed,
"Now if we only had a Ford'.
I have a picture at six months
Sitting on my daddy's knee.
He's looking down with such delight,
I can see his pride in me.
I don't think I have true memories
Until I was nearly three,
But the love surrounding me at birth,
Today is still with me.
The dear folks there to greet me
On my long ago day of birth
Are waiting in Heaven with the love
They showered on me on Earth.
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