Time Is Slipping Away.
I want to run through the meadow of my memories and capture all the pictures...
those Flitting Fireflies of Thought and Color.
I want to bottle them up and put them on my counter so I can Look at Them.
I want to remember The Past, because He Is In It.
Every day he gets bigger and becomes Something Else Altogether,
and it Explodes My Heart.
Each day his laugh gets HEART-i-er.
Each day his eyes get CLEAR-er.
Each day his kicks get STRONG-er.
He's so young, but already I feel like his newness;
are behind us.
I am going to be a Sad Mom.
I miss Every Dax That Ever Was.
I need videos and photos and letters so i can sit,
old and tired,
on the floor and Look At Him
I know you're right there, Right Now,
(sit still please be still please always be still)
How am I going to do this?
How am I going to let go you go every day?
I look forward to all the Future Yous
but Dear God Please
Leave me my memories.
Let them lay vivid and perfect and
priceless in my mind.
It's going so fast. It goes SO Fast.
I want to
I love you i love you i love you i love you