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Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Poetry Party Wednesday

My children are no longer infants, and sometimes my heart forgets they've grown up. I will always be their mother, and they will always be my babies.

Don't fill up on bread
I say absent-mindedly
The servings here are huge.

My son, whose hair may be
receding a bit, says
Did you really just
say that to me?

What he doesn't know
is that when we're walking
together, when we get
to the curb,
I sometimes start to reach
for his hand

Robert Hershon

5 comments:

Aimeslee said...

Oh, that was a heart-jerker...and so true! xoxo

Brenda said...

Teri,
They don't understand, as we didn't, until we became parents. I do the same thing. How funny! We are the roles we have in life.

I loved it.

Thauna said...

Love this!!! I say things all the time to my kids as if they are still 5. Glad I'm not alone. I miss my babies.

Caatje said...

I have no children and this still brought a tear to my eye!

thepinkrachael said...

I love this one - as a child rather than a mum! Sometimes I catch glimpses of the almost-said or said-then-realised-it moments and at the time it annoys me, but afterwards it makes me smile...and I know one day I'll be just as bad!