Five Months Old And On Top Of The World

In the game of life nothing brings more joy than to see the face of a newborn

All troubles and worries  from his mind and body completely shorn

Being bounced gently by his mother to light up his face in smiles

While at a poet in line making faces more grins all the while

Nothing like being in a Starbucks waiting for a French Roast pour over refill

Secure in the comfort that with a Gold Card earned again there will be no bill

Great coffee for the poet and for two  mothers in line great joy

Although at five months this young man cannot speak; if he could he would say “With a mom like this, I am a very lucky boy.”  

January 4, 2016, Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
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