and keep it: mine!
my baby's growing up.
he catches my heart
in one single act
a glance
a twinkle
a toddler chuckle.
he holds it
studied with furrowed brow,
then hugs it to his cheek
it twists
the pangs
it thumps
and bangs
it's his and he wont keep
he's growing
he's sprouting
he's changing
am i pouting?
my baby, my child, my boy
i'm pleased
heart broken
i'm proud
dynamic, outspoken
our love, his progress, my joy.
13 comments:
Awe, the song of my very own heart. I wish I could express it as elloquently (sp?) as you.
steph steph, so beautiful. words and person.
i like the poetry that's been gracing your blog as of late. i really like your style.
and i'm sorry amby's growing up. if i knew how to stop it i'd help you.
That is really sweet. Love his little curled up legs.
you're gooooooood!
i am digging these poetic outpourings of the soul.
a lot.
i keep trying to comment and it times out. so I'm summing it up. I love both of your poems! you're amazing at expressing yourself.
go find a publisher and write a book. then you can be rich and famous. and we can still be friends.
i share the exact same feelings about my growing "babies" too, my darling.
I love your poetry.
You are so talented! LOVED that poem!
My thoughts exactly. Just written out much more beautifully. I'm loving the poems missy. Loving them.
Soooooo true. Thank you for the reminder. Those words are beautiful. Is it a song or a poem, both probably. So talented. Thanks for sharing
Your talents are amazing! So is your moose shirt!
your poems have a lot of personality.
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