It seems I live my life
in a series of moments that
are reluctantly, inevitably, "seconds from..." something.
The next catastrophe, or great accomplishment.
The next moment of infinite joy.
The passing of debilitating self insecurities.
The mothering moments in which I
could very easily lose my mind.
But the happiest hours I spend
are always with all my boys.
Regardless of how endless it seems
these hours seem to be disguised.
They unavoidably pass as fleeting seconds
within my ever watchful, timekeeping heart...
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Its so true.
ReplyDeleteMy boys are going away for the weekend and I already miss them
Funny, this is the second “Six Word Fridays” poem to remind me of a quote I saw recently. In this case, one I posted on my own site just yesterday. I guess we all struggle sometimes with appreciating the everyday moments that make up our lives.
ReplyDelete“It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time.” -- Barbara Kingsolver
Yes, I often find myself anticipating the "next" and not focusing on the Now.
ReplyDeleteThat last line made me a little teary. So true.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny, and yet not so, that the days and years can seem like fleeting seconds. To hold the moments close, every second, if only.
ReplyDeletetime has a way of escaping. treasure those seconds in the now. :)
ReplyDeleteThat last line, I love it!
ReplyDeleteI want to be all about THIS moment, but yep, I'm always seconds away from something, or else I'll do that something "in just a second..."
"timekeeping heart" - perfect!
ReplyDeleteWhen I'm driving home from work I am counting the seconds until I get home to DD. And even when she is in a terrible mood (oh those tantrums!), I'd rather be where she is than anywhere else.
Yes - the seconds seem to disappear when my mind and body are fully engaged in the act of loving, whether it's my children, my husband, or my life.
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