The Last Day

I wrote this poem a couple of years ago.  Adam is now 17 and I think this it means even more to me today.  Matthew 19:14 “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”

The Last Day

My 14 year old son,

Sat in my lap one day,

Just to be silly,

Just to say “hey”.

 

I sat there and thought…

When did he become as big as I?

I hold back the tears,

As I start to cry.

I try to remember,

THINK BACK!!!

It will come…

When was the last day,

 

That I rocked my son?

I can’t remember,

I don’t know,

which day it was.

The very last day

That I rocked my son.

gindy villarreal 3/21/12