Firsts are important, if you make them
We didn't, well we did but we didn't.
No regrets though.
Like young birds trying out their wings.
There was sometimes no camera or film,
some times little cash or a lost roll of film,
to mark a moment or a special day,
so we didn't.
Oh we did, make happy and we smiled
and laughed as firsts were, the first time
after all.
There was walking and talking which then became
running and now they have wings and fly.
I did not take pen and paper and write down the moment
with colourful description and names of all who were there,
I did not make the time, to be fair.
We still have no regrets that would be a first
if, we did.
They all grew up fine and they will now
know I am proud of who they have become
(if they did not know before, that would also be a first)
and how they got to where they are and did so by being
who God meant them to be, with some help
and guidance from her and me.
Oh how they soar!
And love, they know love, I hope that it would not
be a first, to know that they are loved, from first
time we found womb for them and for all time.
As they grew from younger to older, sometimes
every day it seemed that there was some first or other,
and now it is I who have firsts, my first daughter in law,
married to one son, and a first grandchild from our daughter
in the middle, and as for son number two, everyday is a first
and for him some things have not changed,
still no regrets,
even though the nest echoes from time to time to time.
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC
Firsts are important, if you make them
We didn't, well we did but we didn't.
No regrets though.
Like young birds trying out their wings.
There was sometimes no camera or film,
some times little cash or a lost roll of film,
to mark a moment or a special day,
so we didn't.
Oh we did, make happy and we smiled
and laughed as firsts were, the first time
after all.
There was walking and talking which then became
running and now they have wings and fly.
I did not take pen and paper and write down the moment
with colourful description and names of all who were there,
I did not make the time, to be fair.
We still have no regrets that would be a first
if, we did.
They all grew up fine and they will now
know I am proud of who they have become
(if they did not know before, that would also be a first)
and how they got to where they are and did so by being
who God meant them to be, with some help
and guidance from her and me.
Oh how they soar!
And love, they know love, I hope that it would not
be a first, to know that they are loved, from first
time we found womb for them and for all time.
As they grew from younger to older, sometimes
every day it seemed that there was some first or other,
and now it is I who have firsts, my first daughter in law,
married to one son, and a first grandchild from our daughter
in the middle, and as for son number two, everyday is a first
and for him some things have not changed,
still no regrets,
even though the nest echoes from time to time to time.
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