Watching Your Child Grow

( a poem for the days you think, “They grow too fast…” )

I can’t express the joy, the feeling, of seeing your child grow
Day by day, something new, something gorgeous
Developing in their goodness, their glory
All of it exquisite, in every sense
A drop
A tear
A laugh
It means so much, it touches every string
A baby, now a near 6 year old
He’s got courage, wit, strength
I see his inner soul so clearly it echoes from my being
I am so proud! Immensely so, it becomes me
He is I, I am him
As if we are one

Sophie Slosarczyk

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