I was a baby once, so they tell me
Though fortunate I was to survive
Someone untangled the umbilical chord
And slapped me to keep me alive.
I was a schoolboy once, I remember
Packed off in hand-me-down clothes
The teachers dispensing their wisdom
And dispensing the odd bloody nose.
I was a juvenile once – I have pictures
Look how awkward, unsure I was then
I had no role model to follow
No road map to the world of men.
I was a bridegroom once (and once only)
And happy to be so alive
Her head on the pillow beside me
Our days and our nights side by side
I was a father once, twice, three times
Life’s meaning I saw clear and plain
And when grandchildren came I discovered
A heart overflowing again.
One day I will lose what I treasure
Or it will be me that’s mislaid
But nothing, or no-one can alter
This life that together we made.