There is beauty in nature,
A simple truth too,
Always, over and over,
Nature gives birth
And replenishes the earth
Through reproduction.
There is truth in time
For people replenish life
By giving birth --
And that is the awe & beauty
Of reproduction
In the human family.
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COBWEBS IN THE CORNER
Cobwebs in the corner,
Dust on the surface tops,
A little baby gurgling,
And a frantic mother worrying
How to erase the cobwebs,
And clear the dust away
While baby wants to play,
And mother's busy hands
Can't balance the juggling demands?
Cobwebs will always be in corners,
And dust is an unwanted guest forever,
But baby's sweet sniles,
As he travels tender happy miles,
Will one day take him beyond
A mother's devoted, loving arms;
Then she can dust the cobwebs away,
From baby's nursery --
But the time she held baby close
Are moments captured forever dear,
Simply because she had baby near.
