The Arrival Of Georgia Jayne Poem by Angela Wybrow

</>A brand new baby has just been born on our block;
She wears pretty little dresses and dinky little socks.
The recent arrival of gorgeous, little Georgia Jayne,
Has made all the waiting worthwhile – and the pain!

I go to visit her and her family, at their house;
Georgia doesn’t cry: she’s as quiet as a mouse.
She’s looks so very innocent and so very small;
She looks around, trying to make sense of it all.

A fleece blanket protects her against the cold;
Of her mother’s finger, she takes a firm hold.
Her curious, bright eyes constantly look around;
Her delicate little ears, alert to every little sound.

I see her safely cradled in her mother’s arms,
And I am instantly captivated by her charm.
Lying in her mother’s arms, she looks so content;
She is unaware of her visitor’s kind compliments.

She’s been on this earth for less than a week;
She has rosebud lips and chubby little cheeks.
She has a layer of fine, silken hair upon her head;
She is so very cute and adorable, it has to be said.

She was born in the house next door: her future home;
But, from her mother, we heard not a scream or moan.
It is a very exciting time, and it’s very good to know,
That, over the years to come, we can watch her grow.

The older she gets, about more things, she will learn,
And to increase her knowledge, she then will yearn.
Little Georgia Jayne’s arrival upon this age-old earth,
Makes you marvel at the never ceasing miracle of birth.


Written: 13th November 2011