Friday, 24 May 2013

Archie

11pm.
Stood up, yawned and climbed the stairs to check on you in bed.

5.5,
there you lay,
tall and slim and clever thing and stretching day by day.

And we had walked,
took your sister to the sea and ran and played and talked,
argued somewhat when it came to food that I had brought.

My boy,
changing every day and ever growing up and on,
fast and thin and curve of shin and ragged hair left long.

I love you son.

And you had changed your clothes,
went to bed in cotton stripes but I found Mr Fox,
fast asleep and under eaves by fancy dress-up box.

I cannot say the reason why but my heart simply stopped.

Growth is fast and days don't last whilst I forget to watch,
Length of limb and boyish things where once there was a cot... x



Prose for Thought

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  1. They definitely grow far too fast. My boy will be this year, I can hardly believe it. Mich x

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    1. Yes - where does the time go? Seem like only yesterday I was pregnant :-)

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  2. I so get this. I understand the whole Mr Fox thing. Sometimes I just want to stop the clock. They grow so very quickly. Mine starts school in September - I can hardly believe it.

    Lovely post. x

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    1. Oh and then its a whole another world... thank you - hope your little one loves school x

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  3. They grow far too quickly don't they :( beautiful poem x

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  4. `...Growth is fast and days don't last...'
    Gorgeous as always.
    Cheers, ic

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  5. Beautiful post - so much love in your words. X.

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  6. Lovely, they grow too fast and there is nothing we can do to stop it but simply stand back as you are doing and appreciate every stage.

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    1. It rushes so fast doesn't it? I'll turn round and he'll be 16 before I know it!

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  7. Aaah - goodbye Mr Fox. It's a big moment when you find their toy, discarded while they sleep. Our Austin fell asleep without his Chum a few months ago, and we had a moment like yours. But he's back in favour now. Maybe Mr Fox's days aren't over yet?

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    1. Thanks Nell, he's changing every day. I love it but there are moments when the speed is just a little overwhelming... x

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  8. I can't say I have experienced this as yet but it is all to come. I packed away Bubs' newborn clothes the other day and my heart skipped a beat, so I can understand! Lovely poem as always xx

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  9. I love the words 'Length of limb' - I look at my boy and wonder when this tall strong handsome boy took over from my chubby toddler. It happens so fast. A beautiful poem x

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  10. Sad huh, but to be celebrated too... Lovely poem yet again Helen x

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  11. Gorgeous! This growing up thing is incredibly bittersweet isn't it?!x

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  12. A bittersweet poem of losing your baby but gaining your boy. Gave me goosebumps when I read 'I love you son' beautifully placed and another gorgeous poem xx

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  13. It really does go too fast doesn't it, but all the more reason to treasure every moment - and record them in your wonderful poems xx

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  14. Love the ending, 'Growth is fast and days don't last whilst I forget to watch,
    Length of limb and boyish things where once there was a cot... x'

    A beautiful poem.

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