Two new eyes
Startled; staring out at
An old world.
Not knowing it's old.
Two new lungs
Taking their first gasps of air
Breathed a million times before,
But by whom?
Two new ears
Words of adoration.
Isn't he lovely?
A new mind
On a journey to understand
The universe and its entire contents.
Wherever they may be.
Four new limbs
Beyond the womb's walls
To make a mark and earn a crust,
To be someone to love and trust,
To make those promises and mistakes,
To make hearts leap and maybe break,
To make a million cups of tea,
To make great journeys, cross the sea,
To make the most of what's beyond,
To make a wish and wave a wand,
To grow some veg, to till the land,
To play for Leeds or form a band,
To sing out loud, then even louder,
To make his family even prouder
Than at that moment he was born
To make a precious lifetime dawn.
A perfect little soul
To make more perfect little souls.
Life goes on,
Will go on,
But for this wee man
It's only starting.
Note: This is for my new grandson who arrived in the world last Sunday.
Photograph: Courtesy of my son, the baby's father.