"I blinked you were one
I opened my eyes you were two
I inhaled you were three
I exhaled you were four"
This choked me with fear. The movemnt of the years when almost watching them through someone else's else...something you created, something that is your side kick until you eventually pass on the hero costume.
Never quite had the feeling, hope too soon.
Sad and beautiful at the same time
nothing cliche about this lovely piece. Congrats, mommy, no other love like that of a mother and child. "dripping sweetness" is how I described it before my hand did something funky and the web page turned!
Great! This is an absolutely beautiful poem. There are too many superb lines for me to quote from this poem. But I do think that the conclusion was really awesome. It isn't a cliche at all.
Great work :)
"I blinked you were one
I opened my eyes you were two
I inhaled you were three
I exhaled you were four"
This actually brought tears to my eyes. I think it could stand alone as the poem... it's that beautiful.
"You are my baby and I am your hero"
He always will be, and so will you. I'm 30 and my Daddy is still my hero. He still calls me his baby. Love is ageless. Your little one won't be small forever, and your relationship with him will change, but some things always remain.
They do grow up so fast. MY baby is no longer a baby - none of my three children are anymore. But I still do havethe memories. I still maintain moments of time that will forever be my encased in my mind. Your feelings come out well, here. Nicely done, my friend.
Our children grow, leave our nest, but never leave our hearts. They will be our babies when they are 70, if we are lucky enough to still be around. It is strange trying to understand this bond. I don't think that Humans have a monopoly on this feeling either.
I love kids. I'd have a few hundred if I could afford them...but the great thing is that kids love me...they seem to see me as a big kid rather than an adult and I do very little to disuade that notion. Great poem about your son.
sweet steps through the lush flames of love~ yet with reality edges sprinkled through to achieve a fine balance of emotional interplays~ such a lovely word composition as well~
Sometimes i feel like an alien in a strange land..can you relate?
I love people and friends are just that to me , friends-if you request me as a friend it would be nice if you read something I have .. more..