Hang In There Little One Poem by Victoria Horn

You squirm and fuss
Roll all around
You hang in there
I know you are successful bound

So much noise from little lungs
Always making a mess
What is there to cry about?
A little more, a little less

You love to be snuggled
Kept really warm
I bet it won't be that way
In your college dorm

For now it's not so bad
You have an easy life
You will grow to be a great man
To marry a great wife

Just take it easy
Life is full of twists and turns
It won't always be scraped knees and peaches
You will get hurt, you will get burned.

Try to protect yourself
As much as you can
Know you are loved
Little man.