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     Kayla-Oppenheimer updated 7 months, 3 weeks ago 4Members · 4 Posts
  • Elisheva Halle

    Member
    May 15, 2020 at 1:11 am

     

    There are so many things

    This moment

    Calling my name

    As I cradle my daughters head

    My voice softly singing

     

    A flyer to be designed

    A book to be written

    Food that must be cooked

    A floor that must get swept

    Papers to scan

    A model lesson to be created

     

    One day

    I’ll learn to live in the moment

    To feel my daughter’s soft hair

    Her squeaky voice asking me not to go

    “Please Mommy one more story”

    And as I say another one

    I hear her breathing  softly

     

    One day

    I’ll understand

    The preciousness

    Of this moment

    The smell of the shampoo in her hair

    and freshly washed linen

    One day, perhaps

    I’ll remember that she won’t be little forever

    And if I don’t seize this moment

    It will slip between my fingers

    And she’ll be twenty

    And I’ll think

    “Where did the moments go?”

    I’ll want her to be young and precious

    I wont want to let her go

     

    My heart expands

    As I kiss her delicate cheek

    And dim the light

    Yes

    This moment

    I think I’ll save

    For eternity

  • Anagrammer

    Member
    May 15, 2020 at 2:29 am

    Elisheva, I have the chills. Seems like you do connect to the preciousness of the moment. You expressed that so well!

  • Passionate Pen

    Member
    May 15, 2020 at 3:34 am

    So heartfelt!! Beautifully expressing the real emotions of a mother. Profound piece.

    Loving your work! Keep em coming 🙂

  • Kayla-Oppenheimer

    Member
    May 28, 2020 at 2:01 am

    This is such a poignant poem, Elisheva. It’s as if you’ve frozen the moments you were almost running away from but at the last minute you held on tight to the moment. There’s a lovely all encompassing feel to this poem, as if you are cradling the preciousness of time in your hands. There is such a gentle soft tone to this poem which fits in with preserving the two way stream of love between you and your child.

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