Baby Naming

The daughter of a dear, dear friend,
Her baby girl in tow,
Just had a naming ceremony
And we had to go.

I flashed back thirty years ago
And swear I could erase
The intervening years when I
Looked at this baby’s face.

She’s beautiful, she’s magical,
She’s precious like no other;
But everyone who looked at her
Would swear she was her mother.

We marveled at her tiny fingers
And her rosebud lips;
But I remember when her mom
Was bounced on my friend’s hips.

The years fly by and suddenly
Our kids have up and grown.
When grandkids come, we realize
Just how far those years have flown.

So looking at that baby girl
Was a nostalgic treat.
Those cherished days went by so fast
But boy, they sure were sweet!