Eight years ago today my wife gave birth
To our dear son and we were both enthralled
With his arrival here upon the earth
And straight away we knew he should be called
Brodie. It's hard remembering that day
Sometimes the world goes by in such a blur
And all we want is to slow down and stay
And try to understand just where we were.
For from one second and out to the next,
A thousand changes can take place in us
And things are often not as one expects,
Although we do not want to make a fuss.
Eight years ago my son he did arrive,
Adding to the joys of being alive.
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