Her eyes do search around the room
Learning her new surroundings,
A gentle voice softly speaks,
That is familiar to her ear.

A picture taken on that day
Mother with her child, and
As she grows the lenses will show
The beauty of her life

Exploring hands, feet, and toes,
And finding her new voice,
Forming sounds is becoming to her,
A quite enjoyable feat

Measuring the face she makes, and
Tasting her first foods
Crawling to her Daddy becomes
A race around the room

First outing to a party, then
A stroll around the park,
Coming home so tired,
Being rocked in Nanny's arms

Waking up to Mommy's smile,
Laughing at Boompa's dance
Standing in her play yard,
To master her first steps