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Thursday, March 1, 2012

ON TIGERS

The Boy can't sleep either.
Wish he was still small.
So I could put him on my lap.
Rock him in this old chair.
Kiss his moles and
Admire his long, black lashes.
The ones that make the girls a bit goofy.
My heart fills.
He looks up at me and smiles.
Because I've not scolded him back to bed.
Because he knows.
That I am enjoying his company.
That God is slowing us all down.
So we can delight in each other.
Instead of running over the tops of hearts.
To get the world done.
The beauty of sitting here with my son.

Tiger, you can have your tail,

Bernadette

1 comment:

  1. You've captured a sweet moment of motherhood here. My favorite lines? "God is slowing us all down. So we can delight in each other. Instead of running over the tops of hearts. To get the world done." What picture-perfect words you've chosen. We run right over hearts--ours and everyone else's--trying to get this life "done." As if that was ever the goal to begin with. So thankful for His slowing, teaching us to delight in Him, in Love, in the gifts from His Hand. It's the only way to really live.

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