Thinking I have all the Time...

I was cleaning a drawer in my bedside table and found this . I remember writing it early one morning when Tori ( my youngest) was getting ready to graduate. It is definetly a reminder to enjoy every moment!

In my arms a baby placed

her wrinkly skin, fuzzy head

so warm and soft and sweet

So grateful that I softly cry.

I watch her grow, I see her change

my heart is full

knowing she is mine

thinking I have all the time...

From wanting a mother's comfort

too soon she is 1 and 3 and 5

with wonderment exploring

her world, happy to be alive.

With a sister times two

there is laughter and mischief

growing up the same

yet, all so beautifully different.

Endless bike rides to the park

chasing butterflies with a net

long lazy days in the lake

laughing, playing until the sun set.

I watch them grow, I watch them change

my heart is full

knowing they are mine

thinking I have all the time...

Teenagers they become

with emotions that twist and bend

wondering where my little girls went

but all is well in the end.

Enjoying long walks and conversation

long lazy days at the lake

crazy friends and laughs around

many memories here to make.

I watch them grow, I watch them change

my heart is full

knowing they are mine

thinking I have all the time...

We raise them up

to set them free

Its what we want

but, letting go is not easy.

And though it aches,

my heart is still full.