Baby Poems
+5I want you to know you were chosen very carefully. God needed to find someone he knew would take such good care of me.
Even though my stay with you was not very long. The impact I had on you and others was oh so strong.
I was an angel before I was yours. God sent me here to open many doors. Through my life others now live
what an amazing gift u helped to give.
I know that you miss me and i miss you to
So i ask you keep me in your heart and i will see you through
You gave me the strenth I needed to carry out God’s will
So now all of your dreams and wishes he is sure to fulfill
He loves you and thanks you for giving me life,Even though you must deal with sadness and strife
When you think of me I hope you know
right down to my mommy and daddy my love will always flow
This poem was written/submitted by christina.
+8Star is our
beautiful baby girl
with a tiny soul
so
sweet and new,
That your Daddy and I
knew
that the world
was waiting for
an
adorable little girl
just like you…
This poem was written/submitted by Dessie Reeves.
+1A wee bit of heaven
drifted down from above -
A handful of happiness,
a heartful of love.
The mystery of life,
so sacred and sweet -
The giver of joy
so deep and complete.
Precious and priceless,
so lovable, too -
The world’s sweetest miracle,
baby, is you.
This poem was written/submitted by Helen Steiner Rice.
+4At first you didn’t lift your head;
You didn’t know to smile.
The time before you knew my voice
Seemed such a long, long while.
I couldn’t wait for you to roll,
And then to sit and clap.
And now you’re off and crawling,
Not helpless in my lap.
Why didn’t someone tell me
How fast a baby grows,
That every little baby stage
Soon comes, but sooner goes.
So I’ll enjoy the fleeting time
Before you learn to walk.
And treasure every tiny noise
Before you learn to talk.
For soon you’ll learn to walk,
Then run,
And talk and sing a song,
And never be my babe again.
The babe’s forever gone.
Little baby, take your time,
For while you’re tiny, you are mine.
This poem was written/submitted by Diane Woolley.
+4 A is for angel, sent from above,
B is for baby, smothered with love,
C is for cute as cute can be
D is for diapers and changing them for me
E is for everything baby and more
F is for father walking the floor
G is for glad you are finally here
H is for hiccups that are funny and dear
I is for icky sticky messing
J is for Jesus and His blessing
K is for kisses and kindness and keep
L is for Love, so wide and deep
M is for Mommy and her loving arms
N is for Never coming to harm
O is for oat cereal and later Cheerios
P is for precious little fingers and toes
Q is for quiet, baby is sleeping
R is for relatives, always come peeping
S is for sleep, but not for your folks
T is for tub and all those long soaks
U is for unconditional as in love from your parents
V is for very active as you will soon merit
W is for wakeful, watchful and wise
X is for the Xtra special light you brought to our eyes
Y is for you – who is as bright as the sun
Z is for zest of living that you gave us, little one.
This poem was written/submitted by CJ.
+2 One day a mother went to a prison
To see an erring but precious son.
She told the warden how much she loved him.
It did not matter what he had done.
She did not bring to him a parole or pardon free.
Brought no gold, no pomp or style to see.
It was a halo bright, sent down from heaven’s light,
The sweetest gift — a mother’s smile.
She left a smile you can remember.
She’s gone to heaven, from heartaches free.
Those walls around you could never change her.
You were her baby, and ‘ere will be.
This poem was written/submitted by J.B.Coats 1942.
+2 My baby has fallen asleep.
Finally his chest moves up and down.
His soft curls at his ear.
He smells clean, soapy from his bath.
I know him inside out.
The creases at his elbow,
The plumpness of his cheeks.
What makes him coo or cry,
Is part of me.
He’s wrapped just in a towel.
That’s how he fell asleep
and so
I left him like that
I would not want to wake him
Or
We would both be up the night
And I’ve only just taught him to sleep -
Four hours at a go.
It is a precious thing to be needed so, by
Such an innocent.
Relied on entirely for sustenance,
My maternal heart moulds his life,
His days.
And yet it does get tiresome for
I have a daughter to think of too.
My baby lies asleep
And I am wide awake.
Feeling how much I love him.
Dreaming of what he will become
I hope to drift off soon
For in but a moment
The alarm clock will sound
And it will be time to get
My baby up for work.
This poem was written/submitted by Sharon Brennan.
