Poem #8 – My Moment

 

Be it  jump rope or hop – scotch,

 

Kick ball, or tag

 

Hide – and – seek also works

 

To make my heart glad

 

 

 

Though not always easy

 

Not always a piece of cake

 

They are still the substance

 

Of the moments that I take

 

 

 

When everything else is amiss

 

Or when I’m feeling down

 

All I need right then

 

Is for them to reverse my frown

 

 

 

They never cease to be lively

 

They even talk in their sleep

 

There’s never a boring day or night

 

These are my moments to keep

 

 

 

I’ll nurse every scratch and scrape

 

I’ll calm them from their bad dreams

 

I cherish every hour of lost sleep

 

When my moments are extreme

 

 

 

Each day they watch me and learn

 

As I teach them to travel the right road

 

They won’t be babies forever

 

So these moments I must hold

 

 

 

From the first kick to first tooth

 

From the first word to first step

 

The list goes on and on

 

Of the moments that I have kept

 

 

 

Even when they are grown

 

Girl finds a husband, boys find a wife

 

They will create moments of their own

 

Until then, my moments are my life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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