TIM
I miss
eskimo kisses
and rubbing noses
Small chubby feet
with teeny
tiny toeses !
Your smile
when the fairies
did magical things,
When all along
it was me
who had wings !
I miss
your belief in me
to make
everything right,
Your feet in
the hallway
your voice in
the night !
When imagination
reigned
before truth,
Before fighting
and hurt
before youth !
I miss being
mummy
that much is true,
Mostly the thing
that i miss Tim
is you !
Jullie 2000
2 comments:
Jullie that brought tears to my eyes. I love the photo of Tim and Sophia as you can see the tenderness and love show through.
what a sweet poem.
growing up is rough sometimes for both the kid and the parent isnt it? I love when we get past it all and find a new appreciation for each other on the other side of those rough years. what a sweet picture of tim and sophia. my youngest son just became a parent in december.. its been interesting watching him parent his adorable little Marlaina!
have a great day!!
xoxo
vivian
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