The Gift of a Child

Barren lands and quiet ears, Nothing close to sound Distant sounds of laughter your only save Long days and drawing nights, More than enough sleep than right Along comes a child with its fits and tears, Filling your home with love through the years Making you laugh and cry, Begging for sleep at the end of daylight But through it all you'll take the tears, The fear and long days looming near To feel the love and laughter a child brings