Infancy

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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Whining crying little infant You make my life feel so insignificant I hold you and rock you so you will sleep But you will not, and so you still weep. You scream and cry all through the night And with me you will just fume and fight You keep me nervous and now I am so worried With you from one room to the next, I scurried. I give you your pacifier and you spit it out Temperamental you are without a doubt I try singing to you a soothing lullaby You look at me and you scream, then cry. I am now so sleepy and so very tired These feelings I have are not wanted or ever desired Yet it’s another night without sleep or rest And GOD and all knows that I do my best Now I pace the floor both up and down Upon both our faces we wear a frown I look out the window and here comes the dawn I look at you, and now I watch you yawn. I lie you down so I can change your diaper Your eyes are closed and you’re not hyper Finally my sweet and precious one you fall asleep I look at you and I laugh as I say: “you I will keep”. Precious Angel sleeping in your bed I will give you a kiss and then I will rub your head Throughout your life my love I will always be giving As you are the one that makes my life worth living.

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