O newborn baby, quiet as a sheep,
your eyes are tightly closed in tender sleep!
How soft your rosy skin, how small your lips;
What tiny nails upon your fingertips!
Your eyes are opening, first one, alone
(the other one is much too tired to show)!
Your ears, two conches, listen all around –
The world’s a brand new place, so full of sound!
But happiness dissolves to angry cries,
Much stronger than expected of this child!
Poor Dad and Mommy try and search and try…
But calming Baby takes awhile!
Then soon she’s off again, asleep for hours,
A precious little angel, sweetly sour.