"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
great poem and great pic! I have almost the same exact pic of my son in a tree like that! It is wonderful to be living fully in the moment while our kids our young and appreciating them now, instead of wishing we had, later. That is one thing I never regretted, was staying home with my son and spending as much time as I could with him when he was small.
Beautiful, heartfelt poem!
aww. I love little kids. I loved taking care of my little brother, even though i was only four years old lol. Of course now he's all old so he doesn't 'express' that he loves me but I still remember him as my little life-size baby doll when I was younger lol.
Great poem.
This is such a precious expression of pure love for your dearest boy! There is a tender beauty that reveals the wonder of a love that just grows and grows.
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..