From the recording Michael V. Ficocelli: A Songwriter's Sampler
The birth of the first grandchild is a glorious moment. Morrison James Foster was born on the cusp of Spring. These lyrics came quickly while celebrating the joy of his birth and the Season of rebirth. One couldn’t help but feel “Hammerstein-ish happy.”
Lyrics
Grandson Morrison, Morrison Foster
Welcome to the world
Welcome to the panoply of colors and lights
And shadowy sights that life has just unfurled
Welcome to the world
Grandson Morrison, Morrison Foster
What is it you hear
Can you hear the harmony of voices of love
That hover above your teeny tiny ears
What is it you hear
Right now you can't understand
The gentle touch of a calloused hand
But all these touches, sights and sounds
Are oh so glad that you're around
Grandson Morrison, Morrison Foster
While you gurgle and sing
High above is a canopy of bluebirds winging
And they are bringing the hopeful Season of Spring
While you gurgle and sing
Yes, I know that this is sappy
But I'm Hammerstein-ish happy
Over you my grandson, Morrison Foster
Grandson Morrison, Morrison Foster
Grandson Morrison, Morrison Foster
Welcome to the world