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.