The Different Faces of Love ~Poem

The baby cries.

I rock her and sing a lullaby. 

I'd be happy to sit here forever, holding her. 

But she grows too fast. 

Soon she walks and then runs on her way without me. 

My boy laughs. 

I watch him from across the dinner table. 

I'd be happy to sit here forever, listening to his stories. 

But he moves too fast. 

Soon he heads back to college and all I hear is silence.

My guy tells me about his day. 

I sit on the steps pressed thigh to thigh.

I'd be happy to sit here forever, leaning against his shoulder. 

But life moves too fast.

Soon he is off to do chores and so am I. 

My daddy lies in a hospital bed.

The lights are dim and the room is quiet. 

I'd be happy to sit here forever, holding his hand. 

But time moves too fast. 

Soon his breath slips away and I am left to grieve. 

My mind is full

Of the different faces of love. 

I'd be happy to sit here forever, holding them in my heart.
But memories move too fast.