Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Poem: Little Bug

Time is marching forward
And we now have a son
It seems like only yesterday
Our lives had just begun

Days and nights are passing
And some with little sleep
But still, it’s like a dream at times
He’s really ours to keep

Months now pass more quickly
And he’s growing up so fast
All his little smiles and coos
Will soon linger in the past

Years will flow on by us
And he’ll grow into a man
But that is as it should be
That’s all part of the plan

Eternities will follow
Worlds and kingdoms too
Isn’t it amazing to think
What a little bug one day will do

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