Poem for Oliver – the first of many

Good luck, little nephew, born into a world of light.

You are so young but your future is bright

I can’t wait to see you, meet you, hold you with care

As soon as can be, I’ll be there

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You’re dad is a good man – one of the best I know

Mummy is wonderful; their hearts will glow

To watch you grow and learn, I bet they can’t wait

They probably have it plotted out, and it’ll be great

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But for now, little Oliver, be a good boy

Your life’s ahead, one full of joy

Don’t cry too much for mummy, nor your dad

Please be patient, for there’s fun to be had.

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