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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