Looking Back...

A poem for my son.

My son Brindsley turned ten on Saturday. Where does the time go?

I think I will share this poem with him when he is older.

I’ve found that when I can’t find the words, I remember…is always a great place to start.

Have a fabulous Monday!

Julie

Brindsley with his new Stuffed animal “chunky bear”

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    Looking Back  

I remember 
the first time you
sat on your balance bike.
Helmet on, blankie wrapped 
around your neck. You zoomed 
around the room, amazed
at what your legs could do. 
I remember
you outside—Matchbox cars
all in line. Your cheek pressed
against the pavement for a closer
view. Your eyes widen at what
the car could do.

I remember 
snack time too. Sitting against 
the window, blue bowl on your 
lap— Kole, our black lab, right 
beside you taking a nap.  
I remember
Trips to the playground, swings
and slides—what a thrill
you dragging your blankie behind you 
as we walked up the hill. 
I hugged you in my arms
and together we rolled down, 
your laughter and giggles—
never a frown.    

I remember
It was just like yesterday. You sat
in your highchair as we sang 
happy birthday. Ten years came quick, 
and this Mama won’t be heartsick. 
Yet, 
the tears will come because time 
won’t stop. I’ll cherish today— 
Brindsley’s
double-digit birthday. 

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Thank you Beth and Holly for joining us Friday to write. It was nice to chat a bit with you and write about our joys!

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