As I Sit Here at the Kitchen Table

( a poem for when they’re growing too fast )

As I sit here at the kitchen table
He plays in the sandpit outside
One has already flown
A baby, now a boy
In school five days per week
And I sit here mulling
Wondering if there’s anything I can do to slow it
The growth, the changes
They happen all of a sudden
So comfortable being a baby’s mum
Not so much a toddler nor a preschooler
I wish you’d stay babies forever
I really do, I loved it, I loved how happy I was
I loved being needed, the purposefulness
It was all mine, every bit
Yet it flew by way too soon

Sophie

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