His tiny hands are not so tiny anymore
His feet now run away when he’s called
his big smile saying “catch me if you can!”
The infant who could do nothing but cry
has learned to put his brothers to tears.
His babbling voice
still learning to form words
will soon challenge mine.
Years have passed so quickly
where have my babies gone
soon my arms will be empty
missing the weight of a wiggly child.
One day our home too will be silent
the children’s voices echoing as they had
only in the memories of my grey years.