Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
Both sons now call other places home
Each making his own mark in this world
And soon another state may claim one as son
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
My heart feels that it was just what? Last week?
I kissed a boo-boo and made it all well
Or, explained why a girl may act like that
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
The nest for has emptied for quite some time
And I mark the times when I now see their faces.
For the times between seem ever longer
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
The pictures in my heart still feel brand new
And yet marks the years that have gone by
Fresh lines upon my face tell equal truths
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
Did I not just give birth unto these men?
Who wince when I call them my babies
But my babies, just aren’t babies anymore
Easy does it! How time has slipped away…
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It’s been an interesting few days of marking time for me. I’m still working it out.
In the interim I’ll visit the rest of today’s Slices of Life over at Two Writing Teachers.
Raivenne-lations 
What a touching poem. My boys are still very young and yet I ask the same question. Time drags on for many parts of my life but the time with the boys seems to be running laps around the track of life. I am not looking forward to the days when other states are homes to my boys.
A piece of my heart is aching for you as your sons have moved away. It’s a reminder to me to savor each and every day with my little one who’s 14 mos.
I love the structure of your poem. It flowed so well. The repetition is what really made my feel for you.
I often think about the years I have left with my 10 year-old son. Your “easy does it” reminds me to relish the moments and celebrate his future.
Today, I wrote about my little girl, and today you wrote about your grown up children. I am glad I took time to play today, since time does slip away. One day, I will have grown up children, and if I am not there playing and kissing boo-boos, time will really slip away. Thanks for sharing yourself.
As a mother of two grown sons, I can really relate to your lovely poem! The time I spend with them is more precious than ever! They have very busy lives, and it makes it hard to get together as much as I wish we could. I miss them. Thanks for sharing your poem!
All the laws of physics point to time being the same in both directions. If only…
Elizabeth, Stacey, Lee Ann, Maya, Linda:I knew all the mothers reading this would relate immediately. Thank you ladies.
Bob: If only indeed… Thank you.
Easy does it, indeed. My grandsons are almost grown.
Exceellent write, Raivenne. You express so well, what so many of us feel.
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/03/05/almost-right/
My heart’s in here with you, Raivenne. Just spent the day with my way-too-grown nephew yesterday. Still can’t reconcile the tall man standing in front of me with the 5-year-old who lives in my heart.