Moments, those gifted times of feeling.
Stopped in mind, body and movement.
Staring, entranced, so appealing.
Like the first few seconds,
seeing your babys new born face.
Or that first night in your new home
Both of you, there all alone.
Gazing into each others eyes,
Tired, wore-out,
as I kissed away your tears.
Moments of sorrow, so much pain.
Holding your Mothers hand,
fingers on her wedding band.
As God was taking her away.
You cried all night, and day.
A.M. hours, walking the floor.
Waiting for the Doc, to let us know.
If our baby boy, was still breathing.
Moments, so frigile the seconds move so slow.
Never to be forgotten, never to let go.
Cherish every one, as you live and grow.

Thanks for reading this Ruth,,


<----its this little emblem here, which holds so much of US within it,,,and when it isn't well, neither are WE...


So many now fighting for a few more seconds,,and so many have already lost,,their last ones to be given..