Ode to The Stroller

Updated: Jun 11, 2020

Wherever I go you come,

rocking bed for my son,

You carry my precious boy.


He looks around

Wide open eyes,

Discovers what’s on sight.

You carry my precios boy.


No stairs for us,

We’ll find the way up.

The possibilities are many now,

You carry my precious boy.


At the end of the day

I put you away.

How much my heart thanks

For getting the help.


A new day to treasure

How much did I stretch

While getting the help

I need everyday.

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