Birth, Growth, Maturation, Reproduction, Decay, Death.

~ A Sonnet.~

Of all the magic moments on this earth,
Our lives so blessed with wonders that are rife,
And surely none more wondrous than child birth,
To witness the beginning of new life.

All doting parents watch their babies thrive,
They teach them to stay safe and feel secure,
To pass on good life lessons they contrive,
A labour of pure love 'till they're mature.

They'll then find love and marry their soul mate,
And share a home with God as the mainstay,
Where they can build on dreams and procreate,
Before their wheels of life start to decay.

May love and warmth sustain them when they're old,
Then death some day will serve their last meal cold.