Little Ones

Little ones,

You grow so fast.

I blink,

And your moment's past.

Growing every day.

Leaving little bits of childhood behind.

Here a new word,

Here a new trait.

I wish I could tell you to stay the same,

Because it scares me,

That you grow so fast.

What happened to the little babies,

Spitting up in my lap?

You graduate from diapers,

To potty training,

And pullups.

From crawling,

And wordless squeals,

To walking,

And talking.

I love you,

Little ones,

More than I love anything else.

I can see why children,

Become the world of their mothers.

It doesn't mean,

I want to be one,

But I can understand,

Why some might want that.

One day,

You're crying over spilt milk.

The next,

You're helping me clean up messes,

That aren't even yours.

Spending time around you guys,

Has made me see the world,

In a more positive light.

Growing smarter,

Older,

Braver.

Every day.

I blink;

I miss something.

When did you learn to say camoflauge?

Why do you meow,

More than the cat?

Little things you learn,

While I'm not looking.

It's amazing,

The things you learn.

I don't know where you get,

Half the stuff you say.

Little ones,

You are the embodiment,

Of the wonder,

That this world,

Doesn't have enough of.

I am terrified.

What if one day,

I look at you,

To see you have grown up,

While my eyes were closed?

I am amazed,

At how much you progress,

And at what you learn,

When no one's watching.

I am nostalgic,

Because I think of all the things,

You used to do.

All the things about you,

That have grown.

And because I remember,

How small you once were.

Where does the time go?

I wish I knew.

You are the best things,

In this world.

I love you,

Little ones.