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FIRST BORN
FIRST BORN
She was such an active...
little soul...
rocking and rolling around...
Even though she ...
was still...unborn
It was quite a long wait
but watching her arrive...
was overwhelming seeing
My...'first born'
Then...Bootee's and baby-grow outfits
Bonnets..and dummies
Bottles of baby feed...
Soiled nappies...and griping
Out of nappies and...my 'first born'
Into knickers
A pretty young lady...
Attending school
Homework, needlework...
Boyfriends...makeup
Loud music...short skirts.
She is still my 'first born'
Schooldays fly by...swiftly...
No longer a teenager...in love
Boyfriend..and big plans
Just into womanhood...
Marriage...babies
Even now...as a granddad
She is still my ...'first born'
WRC ©
She was such an active...
little soul...
rocking and rolling around...
Even though she ...
was still...unborn
It was quite a long wait
but watching her arrive...
was overwhelming seeing
My...'first born'
Then...Bootee's and baby-grow outfits
Bonnets..and dummies
Bottles of baby feed...
Soiled nappies...and griping
Out of nappies and...my 'first born'
Into knickers
A pretty young lady...
Attending school
Homework, needlework...
Boyfriends...makeup
Loud music...short skirts.
She is still my 'first born'
Schooldays fly by...swiftly...
No longer a teenager...in love
Boyfriend..and big plans
Just into womanhood...
Marriage...babies
Even now...as a granddad
She is still my ...'first born'
WRC ©
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