POEMS ESPECIALLY FOR GRANDCHILDREN No. 4

POEMS ESPECIALLY FOR GRANDCHILDREN No. 4

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Somehow, I missed the moment the little girl said, “daddy”, and gave the man a kiss.

It passed by so quickly.  It was something to miss.

The man kissed the child, and then kissed the mother.

They were three, united together, no other.

The clouds gathered.  The park smelled of an air ready to rain.

The three walked across the park. They disappeared, leaving me alone, in awe, with a nostalgic pain.

I wanna hold on to every moment.

I wanna taste each bite I eat.

I wanna see what’s before me.

I wanna live, and hear each heart beat.

I wanna try for somethin’ better; make use of each and every day.

If I could only see what is right before me…

I think it would show me the best way!

                                  By: Karla, for Zoe on her                                     11^th birthday Sept. 24^th!