Short Baby Poems
by Herbert Hoover
Children are the most wholesome part of the race,
the sweetest, for they are the freshest from the Hand of God.
Whimsical, ingenious, mischievous,
they fill the earth with joy and good humor.
We adults live a life of apprehension to what they think of us;
a life of defense against their terrifying energy;
a life of hard work to live up to their great expectations.
We put them to bed with a sense of relief -
and greet them in the morning with delight and anticipation.
We envy them the freshness of adventure and the discovery of life.
In all these ways, children add to the wonder of being alive.