The Day

A poem for anyone about having a baby boy.

As time goes on
As time grows old
Marriages still seem to hold

As life goes on
As life passes by
We still remember to laugh and cry

As the day comes around
All seem to laugh and cheer
As the special day finally grows near

Dear to your heart
Bundling cheer
A baby boy one and dear

From the time you meet
to the time you greet
to when you rock him in your seat

From when he’s a teen
to when he wears green
he will always be as nice as he seems

When the day
At last grows near
You will have to give up your bundling cheer