Tigression FuPoet at Large's blog: "By my words you shall know me"

How many mothers quick apace

To keep their babe from being harmed

Have found themselves…frozen - rapt

When a child’s first laugh has charmed.

And thinking back through all they know

They realize…it is for naught

For such a thing is a gift from God

That no mortal can be taught.

We learn when young so many things

What’s hot, what’s cold, what’s safe

But none can teach a single child

The sound a wild-heart makes.

For the true-heart of a little one

Knows no boundaries to love

And such can burst forth anytime

Pure love from God above.

So let us ne’er be foolish

Less we suffer the disaster

Of not stopping…nor rememb’ring when

We first heard our children’s laughter.