Iāll miss when you were five
The part of me that is always scared
That some how Iāll forget which face
Is yours amongst the children
Pouring out into the hall
It will miss when you were small enough
To wrap you arm around my thigh
And lean against my hip
It will miss these moments when
You were small enough that I could
Still carry you to your bed
When youāve fallen asleep on the couch
It will miss it in every inch you grow
Every new word you speak
Every new skill you learn
It will miss it the way it misses
The year you were four
The year you were three
And two
And one
It will miss it in the memories
That slip through my fingers
like grains of sand
Cherishing the scant few
That pool in my palms
But I will love you endlessly
Fiercely
In every moment I spend with you
Creating new memories






















