That Thing Called Prenthood

I have three children, they are 28,18 and 8. My life has been spread out over six decades and these are the gifts that I treasure the most. My partner in crime of course my wife, but I hope that goes with our saying after 25 years of marriage.

No one of these children are the same and yet they all three are so alike. There is some of me in all of them, something I find quite humbling and there are qualities and traits they all have common to the other. I have found that life is a short journey on the road of forever and parenthood is the most marvalous thing that has happened along the way.

A Brief Fleeting Moment of

Parenthood

Look to the farthest star

And brighter than that are you by far

Or quietly listen to the running brook

That gently passes like the book

The one you read to loose your self

Don’t leave your heart upon some shelf

But share the light that is that star

The one that shines within you

Brighter by far

Look

Look to the farthest star

Huffing loudly!

Big and proudly!

Like a storm in tea cup

Roaring at the world

Look at me. LOOK AT ME!

How do we make the leap

From child to woman or man?

How do we let the love of others

Mothers, Fathers, Sisters, Brothers

Guide us, through this sullen time?

Without surrender or bed at nine?

“I know! “ You say. "I know."

So quickly now the days have slipped away

And awkwardly I fumble, to find the things to

say

For a precious moment it was you, and me and

Pooh

So quickly have the days gone by

And I look for things to do

To try, and take my mind, off loosing you.

I know you’ll always be my little child.

But for one brief, fleeting, beautiful moment,

It was just you, and me, and Pooh.