When we are born
We have no idea of anything
Except that we love our little self
In our perfect or not so perfect body
Even if we cannot see or hear
The bond of a mothers cradling
Give us comfort and unconditional love
We sense the greater things around us
The world has yet to corrupt us
Everything is a new adventure
A new discovery
As we start to grow
When we are nurtured well
We understand unconditional love
Even if nature can be cruel towards us
No matter how many times we fell
And as we grow
We can ask questions
That even a wise soul
Has no answer for…
The beauty of a child
Is incomprehensible
They can be happy
They don’t yet see wrongs in life
We unnecessarily worry about their future
Will they be self-sufficient
Will they be happy or ill
When we need to know they are someone today
Teach your children well
Teach kindness, compassion
Teach charity, and patience
Because they are life’s miracle
And if you don’t believe in miracles
Look at the bundle wrapped before you
With their wandering eyes
And then remember... you are a miracle too
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
May 9, 2014
though i found your poem extremely insightful, touching and intelligent ...
Kathy
Ron
xo Regis
Mary
Diana....
Love ya!
Jane