In the quiet sifting of daylight and time...

In the quiet sifting of daylight and time

Young mothers often ponder and pine

 

Awaiting a day when the pushing load eases

Looking forward to adult moments and soft sunset breezes

 

Can't they just fast forward to the next chapter already

When the doldrums of life are not so constant and steady

 

Looking to scrap together the pieces of quiet

Drudgery itself poses the challenge as a riot

 

Oh, how I do know how those heavy days feel

I remember the pressure enough to squeal

 

 

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How I miss the tiny elbows and knees wrapped around my torso

Each wet little kiss and silky cheek I love ever more so

 

The older I get and the sweet fragrances go away

Their heaven sent bodies grow larger every day

 

It is hard to remember that they ever came out of my skin

Years not so far back, we were entirely one completely akin

 

 

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I lap up every moment I can

Holding dearly to those growing and changing hands

 

I snip and tug and will eventually set free

These love bearing children so attached to me

 

For the earth needs their spirit the world needs their grace

But, their little soul's courage is claimed by our space

 

 

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I write words that will help me remember, help me let go

Time for more presence and witness them grow

 

Oh, how I miss it. I mistakenly thought...

Lets hurry this up a bit, I felt so distraught

 

My life is appearing as they disappear

But, I hold forever these moments so dear