Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Motherhood teaches me

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

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