To Love a Baby

He is one of them there meek ones

One of them there slow to speak ones.

Quick to smile ones, softly singing

Happy when he can be bringing

Gladness to somebody.

Maybe bendin' down to love a baby

Or to soothe some child that's cryin'.

If there be merit in a-bein' meek

And a-goin' ones way lowly,

Never scoldin' 'bout what's bein' done,

But just shovin' 'gainst this old world and lovin'. 

If he ever does inherit

This here earth because of merit

He'll hold it a-lookin' funny

At its treasures and its money.

And give it back

To maybe love a baby

Or to soothe some child that's cryin'.

Not sure who wrote this poem to give them proper credit, but my Grandma Gerst found it in a book when she was young, and copied it down.  She always thought it reminded her of Grandpa.  I agree with her....and I think it goes pretty good for this daddy too :)