People have asked me,
how did I come up with the name;
Nursing Home Baby.
I wanted something original,
something not the same.
It started in 2003,
as a Ministry,
I wanted to visit the Nursing Home,
to visit the elderly;
and to provide company.
That year on Mother's Day,
I, a grown man,
(not being of sound mind some say);
dressed as a baby.
I rented a Sumo wrestler costume,
with a BIG baby bottle,
a white sheet as a diaper.
With a bonnet and BIG pacifier.
With a pair of house slippers,
that look like Tigers.
Along with a beard,
can you imagine the sight,
or the fright.
These old people saw.
I had in my hand,
Carnations that I passed out,
to all the Mother's.
Sometimes, I could hardly stand,
as I walked down the hall.
And I didn't even fall.
But, all in all,
it brought cheer,
to each and every one.
Because, now they remember me,
for who I really am.
The Nursing Home Baby,
from Lewisburg, Tennessee.
