I recall when I first saw you,
just lines upon a screen.
It wasn’t on the day you came,
a whisper or a scream.
And yes it’s crazy how I feel
that you were always there,
just waiting for us patiently
when love would be laid bare.
To us you’re nine months older
not four right now but five
and we bless every single day
you’ve been alive.
I recall when I first saw you,
safe in your mother’s womb,
but now you’re up and running boy
and lighting up this room.
And yes it’s crazy how I feel
that you were always there,
just waiting for us patiently
when love would be laid bare.
To us you’re nine months older
not four right now but five
and we bless every single day
you’ve been alive.
To us you’re nine months older
not four right now but five
and we bless every single day
you’ve been alive.
Copyright Keith Ames
