A few years old, but i stumbled across it and was floored by how its more meaningful with each day that goes by.
Every time I look away
I wonder how you’ll change
I hang on tight to the image
burned in my mind’s eye
as I realize that version of you
won’t ever look back at me again
I file it away
with all the mental snapshots
of who you used to be
some, nearly unrecognizable
make me look twice
in the light of who you’ve become
Did you really tip the scales
at less than three pounds
when you arrived?
Could I really cradle you
in the crook of one arm
as I paced and rocked you to sleep?
Your unsteady first steps seem improbable
as now I watch you sprint and leap
But your laugh remains the same, constant
in each day’s incarnation of you
I know each one is fleeting
and there will come a time
when you’ll stop asking questions
or rather, you’ll stop coming to me for answers
The gap between those mental snapshots will grow
and months or years will pass
instead of minutes or hours
until I see you again
Every time I look away
you grow and stretch and change
and I hope that who I am
helps guide your journey
helps you become everything
you might want to be
For my son (at age 7)
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For my son (at age 7)
The warrior of light uses fear as an engine, not a brake. -Paolo Coehlo
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Re: For my son (at age 7)
what a lovely tribute this is!..heartwarming to read!..
Re: For my son (at age 7)
Fatherhood expands us in unimaginable ways if we'll allow it to. You're right,...enjoy each moment you can because they grow like weeds,...and they keep coming back
I prefer to keep an open mind,....but not so much that my brains fall out.- Carl Sagan
Your brain is like an umbrella. It only works when it's open- Someone Smart
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- sojourner
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Re: For my son (at age 7)
thanks both!
I spoke at our church on Father's Day a few years back - and said that everyday I feel less prepared, less qualified to do this job. Its humbling to say the last.
I spoke at our church on Father's Day a few years back - and said that everyday I feel less prepared, less qualified to do this job. Its humbling to say the last.
The warrior of light uses fear as an engine, not a brake. -Paolo Coehlo
my marriage blog:
http://eccl-4-12.blogspot.com/
my marriage blog:
http://eccl-4-12.blogspot.com/
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Re: For my son (at age 7)
I hope someday your son will write a poem called, "For My Dad" because I'm sure he will have feeling to share about his life with you.
"Poetry is what in a poem makes your toenails twinkle."----Dylan Thomas
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