Last to sit down to eat.
Last to lay down and sleep.
Last on the to-do list.
Because this too shall pass, unexpectedly.
They will grow, leave the nest.
And I will no longer be
the last one on the list.
So I will savor being last;
the last to tuck them in,
the last to kiss them goodnight.
The last to see them peacefully sleeping,
as I sneak one last glimpse.