Below is a selection of poetry which can be used within baby naming ceremonies.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you
And though they are with you they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you
For life goes not backward, nor tarries with yesterday.
You arte the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and he bends you with his might, that his arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness
For even as he loves the arrow that flies
so he loves the bow that is stable.
Advice to my child on growing up in life
You are unique, my child, a wonderful addition to life for there is no-one else like you.
You are important; believe it, know it.
Search your heart and be willing to try new things.
Don't be afraid to be different... follow your feelings and be proud, be happy.
Reflect your feelings, your hopes and your dreams;
you have much to contribute and other people can learn from you.
Take your time and please, don't hurry.
You must reach out and help others to grow
for the more you give, the more you receive.
You time on earth is a measure of progress,
year by year for each year will present new and different opportunities.
Enjoy what is beautiful in life, my child, and try to achieve the highest goal in life,
to love, to care, to give, to share.
- Larry S Chengges
It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon,
and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species,
that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.
- Charles Dickens
Babies are such a nice way to start people.
- Don Herrold
A baby's feet, like sea-shells pink
Might tempt, should heaven see meet,
An angel's lips to kiss, we think,
A baby's feet.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
The sweetest flowers in all the world—
A baby's hands.
- Algernon Charles Swinburne
Babies...are angels of God in disguise
His sunlight still gleams in their tresses
His glory still gleams in their eyes.
- Charles M. Dickinson
Ye Sun, Moon, Stars, all ye that move in the heavens,
I bid you hear me! Into your midst has come a new life.
Make its path smooth, that it may reach the brow of the first hill.
- Indian Prayer