the big white bed has grown bigger
both in size and in carrying weight.
there are five who now need the comfort
early mornings and staying up late.
the newest no longer a newborn
but still baby nevertheless;
two older boys getting taller
their limbs ever growing endless.
yet continue the snugs and the cuddles
the laughter mingled with tears,
a safe place to talk and to wonder,
to dream and express muddled fears.
ever onward in gathering lovers
the babies the children the wed,
stalwart in comfort and romance
long live the big white bed.
(pt. 2, pt. 1)