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A Part of Me
I can still remember their little fingers
Their eyes connecting with mine
The times I used to hold them close
Bonding with them through physical touch
They are a part of me
As much as I am a part of them
They are my future and I am their past
They are the extension of my soul and being
I love to put my ear on their chest
And listen to their strong hearts beat
Like the first time all those years ago
Picturing their little hands in mine
They are a part of me
As much as I am a part of them
They are my future and I am their past
As I witness my babies become men
Published 9th Mar 2021
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9th Mar 2021 5:05pm
Dearest Walter, what a lovely ode to being a daddy and it really compliments that picture for cf's comp, perfectly 👌🏻
Terrific write, my friend
🌹
xo
Terrific write, my friend
🌹
xo
11th Mar 2021 1:42am
Thank you very much Blue. Those were tender moments I can now recall with more appreciation, especially now that they're teenagers and drive me crazy.
9th Mar 2021 5:15pm
Beautifully written and your words resonate so much for this mama who is watching three of her boys become men. Excellent spill, Wally!
11th Mar 2021 1:44am
Thank you very much Luna and thanks for adding to your RL.
It's interesting because no matter how tall or big they get, their smiles will always bring you back to those memories and images when they were little.
It's interesting because no matter how tall or big they get, their smiles will always bring you back to those memories and images when they were little.
9th Mar 2021 5:34pm
11th Mar 2021 1:44am
9th Mar 2021 8:58pm
Keen write ... and one day too Wally you'll be in the middle of 5 generations, a vital link who can recount stories from your grandparents to your grandchildren -- which I find quite a role to be play. A role I'm sure you'll play in future years, and you'll play it well.
11th Mar 2021 1:46am
Thank you very much Josh.
I think that's why I write poetry in a way, so that they'll have something to remember by, and they can pass it down.
I think about grandkids, and I know that day will come soon. But I want to make sure they are educated, productive members of society first.
I think that's why I write poetry in a way, so that they'll have something to remember by, and they can pass it down.
I think about grandkids, and I know that day will come soon. But I want to make sure they are educated, productive members of society first.
10th Mar 2021 4:30pm
LOVE this, Wally! It's amazing how time flies. I am in awe that my grandson will be a teenager in just a few more years! That is when time really shows itself. It sneaks up on you, even when each day feels as though you're plodding through.
11th Mar 2021 1:48am
Ahavati, thank you for your comment and for your RL addition.
Not sure why it feels as if time is accelerating as I get older but memories of their little hands in mind bring a warm feeling to my heart. We have to enjoy every possible moment now before they spread their wings.
Not sure why it feels as if time is accelerating as I get older but memories of their little hands in mind bring a warm feeling to my heart. We have to enjoy every possible moment now before they spread their wings.
