Someone once compared a woman's brain to a computer. Constantly running and full of pop-ups. Welcome to my kinda thinking.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
This Little Life
This little life, amazing and splendid in it's simplicity. Milestones within reach hardly seemed possible in yesterday's eyes. She cries, she laughs, she thinks, she feels, and a moment never slips away without taking some piece of her naivete with it. Carrying her never felt like a burden until I realized the future lies sleeping in my arms. Suddenly the world stops spinning and all I want is for her to stay cradled... peaceful... protected... innocent. But each morning is one step closer. Closer? Don't you mean further? Each step she takes draws her further away... from me. She stands on her own two feet. She dares to take that first step and then another and then another and before I realize what has happened, she is married and cradling her own child while thinking the same thoughts... this little life, amazing and splendid in it's simplicity.
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