About Me
This mini assignment was to write a poem about our reflections on time.
Tempis Fugit
The clock of life is tickingAnd the hours move into days
Looking back across the years,
I see your special ways.
I see the children when they were small
And days were full and sweet,
I remember Oh so well
The sound of little feet.
I reflect so very often
On the things I have to do,
My body's getting older
But in my mind I’m twenty two.
My home is so much quieter
The children's lives are their own,
And days are very different
Now that they have grown.
I have the days and the hours to do
The things that make me complete
But I remember very well
When there were little ones at my feet.
© 2007 ~ Linda V.
Rewards of Time
I love your poem, Linda,It fits me to a "T"
Up to a certain point, at least,
And then it's not quite me....
My children's lives are their own, too,
Although they live nearby,
And they've had children of their own
As time keeps passing by....
And so I've more than memories
Of the sound of little feet....
I've Addison and Molly Claire
and Kennedy so sweet,
And next month brings a baby boy
To make our lives complete,
So then there'll be four little ones
Still sitting at my feet.
My home is rarely quiet,
And my time is not my own,
But having these dear little ones
Is the greatest joy I've known.
© 2007 ~ Grandma Lyn
As I sit here and wait to hear the news
I reflect on the years gone by
When I used to help fasten his shoes
And stories were needing to be read
His little smile lit my weekend
When home from college I would trek
And against big brothers defend
Big sister was his choice
When a little voice confided
That I was better than just a sister
Though he was a bit one sided
Because I was a best friend
Just months ago I watched him graduate
And it seems merely days when he kissed his bride
So much upon such a young man's plate
His love for her was sure as his eyes met hers
Now in only a few hours marching by on my clock
My baby brother will have a son
Watching the hands turn round, tick tock tick tock
Where did the time go? And how did I miss it?
© 2007 ~ Ladybug Lady
