Tiny toes growin old. Watchin how they bend n fold. Ticklin a touch full of luv. Lotioned n rubbed. Itty bitty little witsies. Wonderin if they'll ever miss me. So small as they crawl. Learnin to walk as they fall. Runnin around makin sounds. Head aches as it pounds. Pitter pattar little ones scatter. Knowin what truly matters. Playin with a laughter n the smiles r big. Into the chest they dig. Time spinnin as the heart is driven. Livin so deeply within. Watchin little me's fiddle. Drawin as they diddle. Talkin tongues speakin daughters n sons. Callin dad n moms. Agin before the eyes they explore. Never a dull moment nor a bore. Young men n women as their sent. Walkin how they we're meant. 18 years gone causin tears. Emotions tryin to shake bein left alone in fear. Free to live their lives n unwind. With a kind heart n open mind. Hopin all has been taught as the only thing left is pictures on the walls. Frames filled with photos so small. Memories float as they leave grown hopin they can cope. Wantin them to find their hearts home. From marchin legs to a stand makin their chargin. Eagarness starvin. All one can do is keep from goin numb. So much patience has been spent with luv. For so long all ones known is teachin right from wrong. Singin n laughin in between songs. Leadin troops into battle with this worlds goofs. Its their turn to choose. Now sittin back forced to rlax n willin. With not much to do n chillin.
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