caresses the side of my face…
His sweet voice declares, “I love you too!”
His gentle little fingers run through my hair…
We rock, to and fro, to and fro…
And I cry.

Mercy’s quiet whisper…”Mommy, I’m never ever gonna wipe your kisses off…”
A soft whimper as she cries that she never wants to grow up…
“Mommy, I want to stay with you forever…”
We rock, to and fro, to and fro…
And I cry.

Softly falling grains of sand, slipping through my fingers.
Every moment, every thought, I beg of it to linger.
The sweetness of the end of day,
to recall it all, I pray and pray.
Early morning sleepy boys,
Quietly playing with their toys.
Morning light surrounding each,
For my hand I wish they’d reach.
To feel their velvet baby skin,
And snuggle them gently once again.

“Mommy, you sing to me?”
“Mommy, you rock?”

Tick, tock, tick, tock speeds that clock.

Hold me tight and don’t let go,
far too quick, too soon you’ll grow.

Softly falling grains of sand, you are slipping through my fingers…
the imprints of my five sweet loves on my heart will linger.

And I cry.

love,
clan mac mama