Showing posts with label New baby Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New baby Poem. Show all posts
Thursday, February 16, 2017
Sunday, January 15, 2017
Baby
Because Rob and Emily were youth group leaders for years right up until the birth of this little guy they have the joy of watching many teens speechless with wonder(well, for the first moments or two) as they pop in for a peek
Tell me who isn't made glad by a baby?!
From the very young to the very old, a baby brings us all together in a meeting of purest joy!
From the very young to the very old, a baby brings us all together in a meeting of purest joy!
It is so small, yet tears down walls
It says nothing, yet says it all
It rings the joy-bells of the soul
It brings together young and old
From far and near they come to laud
The evidence of love and God
To ooh and a-ah and gaze and smile
In wonder at a newborn child
© Janet Martin
Photo credit: Brittany Ruppert lifelong cousin and bestie-friend of baby's mom!
One of my favorite baby-poems...
Babies Don't Keep
Author: Ruth Hulburt Hamilton
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
One of my favorite baby-poems...
Babies Don't Keep
Author: Ruth Hulburt Hamilton
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
Thursday, January 5, 2017
This Is The Life...
This is the life, my love
A season-splendored sweep
Where joy and sorrow spills from cups
We hold but cannot keep
This is the life, my dear
A year is full of days
And days are full of smiles and tears
Scattering golds and grays
This is the life, my sweet
Where nothing lasts for long
Time's pocket full of holes, it seems
Its locket full of song
This is the life, my, my
A planting-reaping trust
A slip and stumble try-try-try
Stirring dream-dazzled dust
This is the life, my love
And what a life it is
For every now and then God sends
A new baby to kiss
© Janet Martin
Wednesday, January 4, 2017
Everything About You Is Love...
Auntie Victoria and baby Brantley
Grandpa Jim is talking to baby about hockey;-)
Dear baby,
Everything about you is love…
Tell me, what is dearer than this
Than when Heaven sends from above
A baby to cuddle and kiss
Everything about you is praise
To thank the dear Father above
For lending to our human ways
A brand new baby to love
Everything perfect and pink
And precious, as precious can be
Makes every thought that we think
As lovely, as lovely can be
© Janet Martin
Perfect Little You
"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."-Psalm 30:5
Oh, what a night! and
oh what a morning!
This is the thing I was waiting permission to share...(mentioned here)
Rob and Emily had some people they wanted to tell personally before any online announcing and celebrating!!!
Jim and I are grandparents!
We welcome you to our family, Brantley James Curry!
our first grand-child
born to Rob and Emily at 6:10 this morning.
Perfect little you
A perfect dream-come-true
Preciousness, pure and new
In perfect little you
Love,
Gramma
Who knew someone too little to talk can say SO much.
My heart is really too full of relief and thankfulness for many words right now!
Thank-you, Lord!
oh what a morning!
This is the thing I was waiting permission to share...(mentioned here)
Rob and Emily had some people they wanted to tell personally before any online announcing and celebrating!!!
Jim and I are grandparents!
We welcome you to our family, Brantley James Curry!
our first grand-child
born to Rob and Emily at 6:10 this morning.
Perfect little you
A perfect dream-come-true
Preciousness, pure and new
In perfect little you
Love,
Gramma
Who knew someone too little to talk can say SO much.
My heart is really too full of relief and thankfulness for many words right now!
Thank-you, Lord!
Friday, June 8, 2012
I Saw Heaven Smile Today...
Emily, first Birthday.
I saw Heaven smile today
As angels breathed upon my way
For Heaven’s smiles are sent, I think
In little bundles, soft and pink
Perfection, lent to trembling arms
From holy hands above
Yes, Heaven sends its wondrous charms
In babies dear to love
Today I held her tiny hand
And I began to understand
A strange new love, so rare and strong
As I held hands that knew no wrong
Nothing else on this old earth
Could touch it by a mile
For at the moment of her birth
I saw Heaven smile
Yes, I saw Heaven smile today
As pain and anguish fell away
And I know what perfection is
As I caress it with a kiss
For clasped against my awe-struck heart
In form of new-born child
The windows up above me parted
And I saw Heaven smile
© Janet Martin
Written for Emily when she was a baby....20 years ago (did a bit of editing)
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