Please Don’t Pass Too Quickly

Please don’t pass too quickly.

Memaw tells me these are my best days.

Please don’t pass too quickly.

Though it often feels like a blur.

 

Please don’t pass too quickly.

Constant feeding; getting snacks, milk, and meals.

Reading stories at least five times.

Soccer practices and games fill up our days.

 

Please don’t pass too quickly.

I see you growing.

Going off to school.

You’re getting taller.

You need new shoes and clothes.

 

Please don’t pass too quickly.

You climb in my lap and let me rock you.

Snuggle close in bed in the middle of the night.

Whispers of “I love you, Mommy.”

Kissing boo boos hundreds of times.

 

Please don’t pass too quickly.

Covering you up again in your own bed.

Searching for stuffed animals in the dark.

“Mommy, Mommy, Mommy” all day long.

Running into my leg with all your might for a hug.

 

Please don’t pass too quickly.

Playing dress-up and tea party.

Picking up Cheerios and Animal Crackers from every room in the house.

Endless bath times.

Painting one more time.

 

Please don’t pass too quickly.

Covered in sidewalk chalk.

Pull ups that end up in the dryer.

Sleepless nights up with a fever.

Snotty noses and dirty feet.

 

Please don’t pass too quickly.

I am tired.

Often weary.

Sometimes cranky and impatient.

Yelling, “Hurry!”

Looking forward to naptime and bedtime.

But time, please, don’t pass too quickly.

“Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the  man who fills his quiver with them!” Psalm 127:4-5

Be Blessed,

Miranda

 

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