Thursday, May 22, 2008

Little Moogle

There's something different about you today
I took notice when you woke up from your nap
You went down with so many baby-like features
But left several behind in your crib
Never to be rediscovered
Did you also grow a centimeter or two?
Your belly peeks out between your pants and shirt
Pointing!
Have you always done that when you wanted something?
I could swear I've never seen that trick before
And when did you learn to stand up on your own
For so long, without holding onto mommy?
I usually look forward to your naps,
Rest and productivity
But at the rate you're going
GROWING
You'll be gone before I can blink
So stay up, come cuddle, close next to me
Let's waste the day spending moments together
While you're still my little baby


I just found this poem that I wrote on May 22, 2008 in a notebook. It probably needs some more work but if I don't post it now, it will be lost to history in a random notebook. It's funny to think that this feeling hasn't gone away - and maybe it never will.

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