Here is a poem by William Blake that sums up perfectly the feelings of looking at a new born baby.
'I have no name
I am but two days old.'
What shall I call thee?
'I happy am,
Joy is my name.'
sweet joy befall thee
Pretty joy!
Sweet joy but two days old,
Sweet joy I call thee,
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while,
Sweet joy befall thee.
Really I wanted to write my own poem for a new born baby but in the meantime William Blake's wish is perfect,, wishing a new born baby a long life full of joy, with his lovely mum and dad.
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