Archie Bobby Johnson - The Boy Poem by Phil Soar

Buckets of happiness filling the place
Since I first clapped eyes on my new grandson's face
Smiles by the dozen and grins ear to ear
Mixed in with some laughter, and an occasional tear

Emotions are flooding our brains every day
Brushing the cobwebs and worries away
With constructive awareness of what it all means
And the feeling that we could all burst at the seams

It's nearly a week since that moment of joy
The call that announces out loud, 'It's a Boy! '
To the very first meeting, and all that entailed
And the thought that your worries had been packaged and sailed

With the baby's arrival, there's so much ahead
At least when they named him, he wasn't called FRED
And the child that's now ARCHIE, is beginning to shine
There's no doubt about it, he's going to be fine

He will test our resolve and will make us all smile
There's a family around him, who'll be there all the while
In his moments of triumph, and his doubts and his fears
We will be there forever, helping him through the years