Their Turn

Do you
remember
not being able
to describe
just how special
it felt to hold
each of them
for the very first time

I do,
they were
simply breathtaking

Do you
remember
the noise
the laughter
and how they interrupted
our quiet Saturday mornings
with beautiful life

I do,
they were
honestly amazing

Do you
remember
some time
past midnight
being awakened
by one of their bad dreams
and then have them
jump in bed with us
so we could protect them
from the monsters in the closet and under the bed

Yeah
I remember those special times
and how wonderful they were
but you know
those moments mislead me
because the more I�m around their teenage years
the more I realize that those moments were an evil plot
to throw my senses off track
to confuse me as I struggle everyday not to . . . one of them
damn it and other words can�t explain
how much I�m looking forward
to when it�s their turn

Nice! Anyone who has children will do just as I did on reading this: follow intently your initial descriptions and then LAUGH at the end. I really enjoyed this. (and thanks for the ocmment on my sonnet).
G.

to confuse me as I struggle everyday not to . . . ?throttle? . . . one of them

Mine is 44 and I still have those moments ...TY Mig!

You always capture me with your writes