The Birth Of Something Old

Who’s kidding whom?

Each birth unpacks

the same set of problems,

the same joys.

It’s the same old story…

haven’t we heard it all before?

Only each moment is fresh…

not the hangover.

Sure, the young have to go 

through it all to become the old…

bravo.

We look at them, and the world,

and wonder how we ever survived…

how they will….heigh ho! Heigh ho!

Into their lives they go!

Doing the redun-dance!