| Sweet Baby By My Side |
I’m ready for the slow season, but so far it’s fast ... I’m ready to soak it all up, but it seems these moments fleeting, don’t last.
I’m ready to hold you in my arms, but somehow your limbs are so long. I want to fold them up and wrap you and sing you sweet songs.
I’m ready for lullaby’s residing within these walls, but your ears are open to the sounds of it all... the world, the noise, the possibility. You’re ready to search, you’re ready to see.
Bright eyed and eager... your wings have grown wide. But I’m ready to keep you a little longer ~ sweet baby by my side.
This contradiction of time gets me. Some days (the hard ones), it feels like they will never end, yet some days I blink my tired eyes and think ... how did we get here? Time moves so fast in and between each moment. It reminds me to try and soak them up, to try and let go of the weight of the heavy days, because ‘this too shall pass’ VERY QUICKLY |
Who else feels that time is a thief 🙋♀️???