Why Is It that a Child Makes Life Worthwhile

Why is it that a child makes life worthwhile?

Why is hope with each new birth new born?

What deep remembrance, shadowed in a smile,

Brings back the dream whose measured loss we mourn?

Why do we think that life that is to be

Has greater aptitude for being more,

As if we rose not from the self-same sea

To crash in turn against the self-same shore?

Why do we wrap the best of us in song,

The Eden that we left but never lost,

And try to pass that purer self along,

Not counting risk or reckoning the cost?

I do not know, but know that from my womb

Has come a life whose life makes my life bloom.

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