A child is born to do certains things.
To nestle in bed with cuddly things.
Warm in body and so pure of heart.
Hours turn into days at the start.

The babe learns to what a tear can do.
A tear brings attention this is true.
The days turn to weeks and fears.
The babe cries sheding so many tears.

The babe learns that tears bring love.
And this babe is now reaching above.
Reaching to you for you to hold.
The weeks turn to months I'm told.

Kisses and hugs means love to them.
And this we should never condemn.
The babe will soon become a child.
Still pure of soul, tender and mild.

Childhood brings a new adveture
The child starts to slowly mature
Learns that tears now shows weakness
Boldness now replacing meekness.

Still the child is a babe to hold.
Still a wonderful gift to behold.
Still needing love and affection.
And lead in the right direction.

Needs to be taught right from wrong.
Childhood is not with them very long.
The months spin past, tears don't last.
For children learn too much too fast.

In the rush of time they learn more.
Ever hear them whining in a store.
Still have the tears that get to you.
But only when it suits them it's true.

No longer wanting kisses and hugs
They've found frogs, snakes and bugs.
Mom and dad replaced by an insect.
And the child has learned disrespect.

The magical moments are still there.
Seems not as many left are to share.
For the months now spin into years.
Communication transformed to spears.

Toys are soon things of the past.
For childhood just doesn't last.
For part of what puberty brings
Now they want money for things.

Their friends have this or that.
Mom goes without a winter hat.
She gives all that can give.
She even gave the life they live.

Teenage years, devoloping more glands
Church now longer in their plans.
Teens will sleep in or it appears.
That your calls fall on deaf ears.

The days drag on seeming like years.
You shudder when their friends appear.
You've taught them right from wrong.
Will they remember and for how long?

Time passes as enternity binks her eye.
Feeling lost and confused asking why?
Why suddenly the child changes again?
It happened but you just didn't see when.

The teen relearns the gift of love.
Relearns the power of God above.
Relearns to say, "Mom, I do love you."
Shocked you can't believe it's true.

You feel their forehead as if their sick.
You ask them if they're playing a trick.
Pinching yourself to wake from a dream.
For God surely does reign supreme!

The young adult knows what a tear's for.
And begs you not to cry anymore
"I've always loved you, didn't it show?"
And it really did now because you know.

The tears are of joy and happiness.
For in your babe there's loveliness.
This adult has grown because of love.
And the blessing from God above.