Little Boy Growing

My shoes fit, as do my clothes,

and my little boy is growing.

I have carpal tunnel no longer so the hand braces are gone,

as my little boy is growing.

My milk has come in and a routine is set,

while my little boy is growing.

Schedules are demanding; Facebook is beckoning,

meanwhile my little boy is growing.

There are thank you’s to write and pictures to order,

for my little boy is growing.

Friends to visit and a house to clean,

though my little boy is growing.

clothes to buy and a kitchen to stock,

because my little boy is growing.

Oh! Tomorrow is here; time has flown,

and my little boy is grown.

May I be still today to savor him in my arms,

just watching my little boy grow.

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About wordvessel

Aloha! This blog is a window into the active mind of a wife, mother, woman and individual. I may be busy every moment of every day, but I still have time to think. Many seasons have blossomed and faded within my life, and this blog has endured through all of them. It is safe to say that my writing has matured because of them. I hope that you will be inspired to think in fresh ways as you read my writing. To Jesus be all the glory.
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