It seems like just yesterday
You entered the world,
Red hair and peachy face,
Perfect in every way --
We have a son.
I remember your favorite story:
We read about the llama's mama
Every day
And every night
(And sometimes in between.)
You still know the words, right?
I remember your first swimming lesson:
(You were nine months old).
They said I had to blow on your face
Then dunk you underwater.
I thought I was going to cry --
But you loved it.
I remember pack meetings
And popcorn sales,
And sewing on patches,
(Lots and lots of patches),
Sending you off to camp,
Then one day you grew into an eagle.
The first sign of wings.
I remember your first job:
Camp counselor.
Moving you in and leaving you there
For the entire summer.
(How did I ever agree to this?)
New friends and a life
Separate from us.
Forensics meets,
Battle of the Books,
Blood drives and
AP classes.
Drum major,
School board rep,
National Honor Society and
Peer Helpers.
Now you've handed me
The graduation gown order form
And I stop --
and wonder:
Already?
It seems like just yesterday that I taught you to walk,
And here you've gone and grown wings to fly away.
Beautiful! I have two boys and watching them grow is both thrilling and heartbreaking at the same time. :) Great poem. I can feel the emotions behind your words.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I have two boys and watching them grow is both thrilling and heartbreaking at the same time. :) Great poem. I can feel the emotions behind your words.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, Jennifer. Time does fly! It's both an exciting time and bittersweet for parents, too. Your son's life sounds like mine, a Scout, & off to summer camp in the summers working.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, Jennifer. I love this. I have goosebumps because my own daughters are only three and six... and I just know their wings are right around the corner.
ReplyDeleteCan I have your permission to use this as one of my daily "Be Inspired" posts during March's Slice of Life Story Challenge? If so, please email at danamurphy143[at]gmail.com.
Beautiful!
This goes straight to my heart. It is so hard but when you watch them fly, you can say to yourself, "Well done mom!"
ReplyDeleteWell, this took me down memory lane - my three have flown the nest, and here I am, still wondering where their time here went!
ReplyDeleteWell, this took me down memory lane - my three have flown the nest, and here I am, still wondering where their time here went!
ReplyDeleteSuch a touching poem, but so true. They grow up and away, but the reward is the new life they bring into yours. Of course that is way down the road for you, but it will be here before you know it.
ReplyDeleteOkay, tears. So beautiful! So very touching. Glad Dana asked you to share this during the Slice of Life Challenge because this is an inspiring, gorgeous poem!
ReplyDeleteToday's slice inspiration sent me here -- too early in the morning for this!! I have a 10th grader and I am not ready!!! Can barely see my typing through the tears...Beautiful!
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I know! I'm doing the same thing this year! My baby! Congratulations to your son. Jennifer Sniadecki
ReplyDeleteThis is amazing! Congratulations to you both.
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