Baby's Shoes...a poem

Baby’s Shoes

From zero to one

the story starts here

A baby’s shoes

Growing year after year

I held her so close

She wouldn’t let go

But her shoes needed room

More room to grow

Along comes a brother

From zero to one

Now another story

Has just begun

I held him close too

As he wiggled and stretched

To move a ball for puppy to fetch

Now baby girl and brother too

Growing so fast with baby bare feet

Growing so fast with baby shoes

I can’t let go, my babies’ I need.

From zero to eight, they seem the same

One’s a daughter, the other a son

Life moved too fast, but I kept their shoes

From Zero past one.