Monday, December 7, 2009

Sometimes...

When I look across the room

And see her playing alone,

I miss her.
A glorious milestone, one I've been waiting for.

She's happy...

And she's not in my arms.
She's growing up before my very eyes.

My newborn is no more.

1 comment:

Olsenend said...

made me tear up this one did. I was just thinking the same thing last weekend about my own!