Gold, Where He Tread

~

A child will be born

To a latter-day father:

 

It might just be one son,

Or maybe a daughter.

 

Out of one thing,

And, then, into another.

 

Nothing of parenting

Had entered his head.

 

But one life – Then everything!

Is gold, where he tread.

 

Who knows of the paths?

Where one might have led?

 

When one life is given,

There!  Change  full ahead.

 

 

 

 

 

©2013, Marvin Loyd Welborn

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