Out of Order

New Life


I thought I'd have time to tell, 'bout how you came unto this earth

But getting diapers takes my day, instead of writing of your birth

It was a beautiful story, brought a tear to my cheek

I won't exagerate when I say, I haven't slept this week

More important than my blog, my precious little girl

I even like you when, after eating, you upon my shoulder do hurl

What to do about this blog?, into disrepair it goes

I'll be back one day soon, but till then I'll be counting your little toes