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A BABY'S EYES

 

 

Some people look to the heavens for miracles…they search the clouds…the skies…

for me…when I want to see a miracle…I look into a baby’s eyes.

 

When I need a little boost…a bit of encouragement…some relief from sorrow or strife….a baby’s eyes remind me of the miracle of life.

 

It’s not only the way a baby looks out at me that makes my heart begin to spin…it’s also all the things I see…when I am looking in.

 

I see strength and I see courage…I see a willingness to learn.

I see wisdom in a baby’s eyes…as my gaze they happily return 

 

I see eyes that will grow with knowledge absorbed throughout the years 

I see a lifetime filled laughter…I see a sprinkling of tears.

 

Yes, I am constantly amazed in a baby’s eyes at all the miraculous things I see…

I see innocence…and beauty…I see magic and purity.

 

I see a future just beginning…sometimes it leaves me numb…

as I see wonder…and possibilities…and the promise of things to come.

 

For I know one of the wonders in a baby’s eyes…one perk…one benefit…one plus…

is how, when we are looking into their eyes…they are looking out at us.

 

And I hope when babies do the looking…when into our eyes they stare

they will find our love, our acceptance and our kindness waiting for them there.

 

From this they will learn an invaluable lesson…as they continue each day to grow

which will be a great comfort to them…wherever, in life, they go..

 

They will learn…whenever they want to see a miracle…

they won’t have to search the heavens…

Instead they would be wise

to find the nearest baby…and look into their eyes.

 
 
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BABY SOUNDS

 

 

The other day as I headed out on the early walk I always take…in the silence of the morning I heard those familiar sounds a baby makes.

 

And I thought…isn’t this a wonderful way for a new day to begin…so, as those sounds drifted to me on the morning breeze, I stopped to drink them in.

 

A cry…a coo…a gurgle…these and other sounds arose…indistinguishable to me…but sounds, I’m sure, his Mommy knows.

 

That day also happened to be our eldest grandson’s 24th birthday…and as I stood there…on a whim…my memory took me back to a time when those same sounds…came from him.

 

And I found myself smiling as those sounds…24 years apart…blended together into a symphony…a symphony for my heart.

 

Later that day as we talked to Damien on the phone…I thought back to his first cry…and gurgle…and coo…and how in 24 years those sounds have transformed into Nana and PopPop…I love you.

 

And I hope those baby sounds I heard this morning at the beginning of my day…with a little love…over time…will transform in the same way.

 

I know what you’re thinking…in all these years we’ve watched his life unfold…if our grandson is 24…why don’t Deborah and I look old?

 

Wait! That’s not what you were thinking…you would not be so inclined…

You’re telling me that how young we look…never crossed your mind!

 

Well, that’s too bad for if it did the answer is quite simple…

and it’s a reason that often goes unsung…

The sounds our grandchildren make…

will always keep us young

 
 
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A NEWBORN'S EYES

The first time I see a newborn…I am always a bit surprised at the wonder I experience when I look into their eyes.

 

I see a future that looks rosy…one that, no doubt, for the parents will come too fast…but as I glimpse into their future from my present…in their eyes I also see their past.

 

They are surrounded by family and friends…who, by their expressions, already adore them…but also in their expressions I see the faces of all those who came before them.

 

I see Grandma’s, Grandpa’s, Uncles, Aunts…everyone smiling and glad…

I see brothers and sisters…nephew’s and cousins…I see Mom and I see Dad.

 

And when I look a little closer I see how all these faces harmonize…It appears to me as plain as day…when I look into their eyes.

 

How lucky are the newborns…not only because of all those people who’d been awaiting them…but for all the people in their past who played a huge part in creating them.

 

This is why when I see a newborn…I will always be surprised…at the wonder I experience…when I look into their eyes.

 
 
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THE HOUSE NEXT DOOR

our neighbors recently had a baby boy and near as I can tell…not only will he affect his parents…but also the house in which they dwell.

 

The first change I noticed…(again, I presume, the first of many more)…

there is a light on in the bedroom when I walk…earlier than Ive ever seen a light before.

 

I imagine the baby is waking up in the middle of the night…because that’s what baby’s do…which means Mommy and Daddy and the house has been awakened too.

 

And I began to wonder as I saw that light…with all that will come to be…if the house is ready for all the changes…all the transformations he will see.

 

Is he ready for the different noises he will hear throughout the years?  Is he ready for the joys…the laughter…is he ready for the tears?

 

Is he ready for all the sleepless nights…is he ready for all the stress?  Is he ready for crayon marks upon his walls…is he ready for the mess? 

 

Is he ready for all the times the color of that room will change or the different posters that will be tacked upon his door?  

Is he ready for all the times a worried parent will pace back and forth across his floor?

 

Is he ready when the boy is young to watch him sleeping like a lamb or for when he grows a little older…all the times his door will slam?

 

Will he be ready, after years adjusting, about the time he’s prepared for his boy to stay…that his boy will also be ready…and prepared to move away?

 

And when his boy comes back to visit…will he stand up proud…put his best face on…feeling joy at his return…knowing he will miss him when he’s gone?

 

“I hope you’re ready, house.” I whispered as I saw the light shining through his window frame…You’re about to take wild ride…and your life will never be the same.”

 

Then glancing back at our house…where long ago a similar adventure began…

“It will all be over much too quickly.’ I said…”so enjoy it while you can”.

 

 

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BABY HANDS AND FEET

 

Whenever I see a baby passing by me on the street

I smile…

you see I’m captivated by their baby hands and baby feet.

 

It reminds me of the miracle of birth

and

how swiftly our time goes

when I see their little fingers…

and count their little toes.

 

I remember when my children and grandchildren were babies…

Was it really that long ago

when I held their baby hands in mine

and tickled their baby toes?

 

And again I think how time moves ever onward

does not stop

will not repeat

and how we must cherish every moment 

of baby hands and baby feet.

 

Knowing babies grow up…

that it’s all part of the plan

I look into the parents' eyes and whisper…

 

“Enjoy this while you can”.


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BABY ON A GUITAR

Yesterday on the news I saw people fighting across the sea…

and as I witnessed hate in our own country this thought occurred to me…

 

That when it comes to the news…photographed up close or from high above

we are shown a lot of hate…and not a lot of love.

 

Oh, occasionally there are happy stories we are meant to comprehend

but these are not the first we hear…they’re usually thrown in at the end.

 

So I was pleasantly surprised yesterday by a story that reminded me who we are

It showed a father singing to his baby who was prone his guitar.

 

This father sang a lullaby…his baby listened without making a peep

and slowly as the father sang his baby drifted off to sleep.

 

And when the song was over…a happy tear was shed 

as the father leaned down gently and kissed his baby on his head.

 

It was nice to see and hear a story that brought a joyous tear…a smile

and made me forget about all the bad news…

if only for a while.

 

I know there’s bad news all around…we cannot hide our eyes

every day there is fighting, war, destruction…every day the people cry.

 

But it seems to me amidst these stories…which come in colors black and blue

we should be looking harder to find the love that’s out there too.

 

I pray for day there is less bad news…

I pray to the heavens and the stars…

for the day we have less stories about hate…

 

and more babies on guitars.



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WHEN WE SEE A BABY SMILE

What is it about a baby’s smile?  

What’s in that smile we see?

Beauty, innocence, acceptance, compassion…purity?

 

Do we see comfort, pleasure satisfaction, peace and harmony…

happiness, beatitude…delight…serenity?

 

Or is that baby’s smile to us…a little more than what it seems?

Perhaps we see a shadow of our hopes…a reflection of our dreams?

 

Perhaps we realize a baby’s smile is a gift to remind us who we were

when we were young, excited, wide-eyed…

when we were innocent and pure.

 

A baby’s smile reminds us…we don’t have to look too far

to see not only who we were…but also who we are.

 

And if we have forgotten who we are…

perhaps in that baby’s smile we can see

not only who we were…

but who we are…

 

and who we’re meant to be.


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350,000 REASONS

Each day around the world over 350,000 babies are born 

or so the statisticians say

350,000 babies…welcomed into our world each day.

 

350,000 first time parents..who are excited (but don’t have clue!)

as are their grandparents, aunts and uncles…brothers and sisters too.

 

350,000 reasons to smile…reason for families across the world to beam.

350,000 reasons for those families to cherish…to hope…to wonder…to dream.

 

350,000 reasons to ponder how so many of our lives interweave.

350,000 reasons to trust in the universe…to  marvel…to admire… to believe.

 

350,000 reasons to delight in a day with so much happiness in store

 

and to be enchanted by the fact that…tomorrow…they’ll be 350,000 reasons more.



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BORN TODAY

 

Born today is a wonder… 

a life innocent, precious…and new

Born today is a miracle…

Born today…is you.

 

Born today is a mom and dad…

whose life will never be the same.

Born when they first saw you enter this world…

born when they said your name.

 

Yesterday they were two…

but today the count is three.

no longer just a couple…

born today is a family.

 

Born today are grandmas and grandpas, 

even great and great great ones too

Born today are aunts and uncles and cousins…

just to name a few.

 

Born today are smiles on many faces…

smiles…also innocent and new.

Born when they heard you finally arrived…

born because of you.

 

Born today are a lifetime of wishes…

carrying a host of different themes…

wishes for a wonderful life…

filled with love and hopes and dreams.

 

Born today is a new kind of happiness for your family

born the moment you came into view…

Born today is unconditional love…

born today…with you…

 

Born today are all these little miracles and more…

you see, that’s what miracles will do…

They tend to change the world…

all this….

 

because of you.


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