As The Years Go By
By: Fee (Daddy and Poppy)
His little baby giggles
Ten little baby fingers
His little baby wiggles
Ten little baby toes
And little belly jiggles
Mommy rocks the baby
Daddy sometimes too
Diapers on the dresser
You need pink not blue
He sang little baby lullabies
Made up just for you
His little baby wants a bottle
She’s crying in the night
Little baby needs a changing
He’d better do it right
His little baby softly sleeping
His heart touching delight
Little baby girls all grown up
To be Mother of her own
This little baby’s Mommy
Calls her Daddy on the phone
Daddy smiles contented
Dad she said “Poppy” all alone!
Time goes by for us, yet our children, even as adult seem as precious to us as the da they were born......lovely write fee!!!!!!!
Love you,
Selena
Sanja xo
I love this poem Sweetie!
Reality! You brought me there, just yesterday when I called my daughter I said ( We haven't seen a movie together (out, cinama) and It bothered me) as she has her family and time is not of the essence, when my heart craves it!
Oh, geez, I said enough
Find a happy streak inside fee and sing this poem as a song, your poem has arrived! in my heart so sweet! Thank you for sharing your OPEN BIG Heart! and Soul!
The pleasures of parenting! Ah, now that could be a poem!
Warmed in the Spirit, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheoxxooo
Enjoy! all your memories! YOU were able to make, with the choices you made! Awesome heart you have poppy/etc.
Ain't it the truth. Just a call can bring all the years and love back. Talk about a great connection. Brings the saying 'reach out and touch someone' to life.
This is one time I can truly say I know how you feel.
Sweets--RaeLynn
But this one could well be made a children's song, coul it? put some music and come back to me.
Niiiiiice
Georg
Sheila
Christine
With much love. Kathy
So lovely how you express your feelings, but that's just the way you are!
Love,
Becca~
Love,
Susan
Love ya face Cuz XOXO, Rose
And the best part is, they are a reflection of YOU. You done good, Dad. :) And added benefits: grandkids!! You get to spoil 'em rotten and then turn 'em over to Mom and Dad. HeeHEE, the priveledges of being a Grampa! Well done, beautiful gift of words. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
of her as well! Thanks so much for sharing!
Becca (BB) Lang
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D