We had three babies before we turned 30,
all girls, beautiful, hale and hearty.
Soon they learned to laugh
and did so with every bath.
Balance developed bit by bit,
it wasn't long before they could sit.
Such strength developed in each hand,
soon they could pull to stand.
Crawling and standing, they had a blast,
who knew they could move so fast!

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems

Share This Poem