Baby dear, from baby dear,
Slow life down to focus here,
The sound of little voices ring clear,
And tiny fingers cling.
Let go of other things,
Schedules and worries that sting,
Disappointments and endless wondering,
So sing, and soothe, the baby to hold.
With the child you’re never old,
Your smile is big and your laugh is bold,
Old stories translated and newly told,
Bring joy and love and trust.