Running beside my oldest
Accomplishment and pride
Her efforts and determination push her on
Learning that all good things take effort
Life is work
Holding my little boy's hand
Smooth and thin
His nails against my skin remind me with a smile
We forgot to trim his nails at the last bath
They grow only older
Watching my oldest toddler dance
Whimsical and unembarrassed
Her soft body moves copying the street dancer
We forget what it's like to live
In the beauty of each day
Handing the baby-kid his teddybear
Love and joy
His tight hugs and pursed kisses
Demonstrating it is a condition of the heart
To be happy
