A Sonnet of Sonnets, by John Lewis Smith
Sonnet #12: Fatherhood
At last a father, time for change no doubt.
And changing nappies brought me down to earth.
On sunny days I’d take the push chair out
At bath time there was always lots of mirth.
At nursery they all seemed so grown up
Until, of course, she went to infants school.
She learned to write, she learned to use a cup.
Then, in a trice, she’s in her teens – she’s cool.
It took a while for her to learn to swim
(Much longer in the morning to get dressed).
She liked to go on trips to see our kin.
When things went wrong, she’d sometimes get distressed.
Why are we grumpy with our flesh and blood?
It doesn’t matter when the bedrock’s love.
9th April 2007
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