Thursday, March 31, 2011

If I could keep you little

Work took me to Lincoln.

Lincoln brings me Target.

Target brought me to tears.

Some people refer to it as coincidence but me, not me.
I am a believer that there is no such thing as a coincidence.

I have tried to capture my thoughts about Cohen turning six but as soon as my fingers go to type the words they seem to evaporate. It's like there are no words poetic enough, no words can capture the feelings I want to convey, like they are lost in translation.

thus Target.

Where a book catches my eye

and right there in Target I have a little moment.

"If I could keep you little" by Marianne Richmond



If I could keep you little, I'd hum you lullabies.


But then I'd miss you singing your big concert's surprise.



If I could keep you little, I'd hold your hand everywhere.


But then I'd miss you knowing, "I can go...you can stay there."




If I could keep you little, I'd kiss your cuts and scrapes


But then I'd miss you learning from your own mistakes.




If I could keep you little I'd strap you in right tight




But then I'd miss you swinging from your treetop height.




If I could keep you little, I'd decide on matching clothes.




But then I'd miss you choosing dots on top and strips below.




If I could keep you little, I'd cut your bread into shapes.

But then I'd miss you finding, "hey! I like ketchup with my grapes!"


If I could keep you little, I'd push you anywhere.



But then I'd miss you feeling your own speed from here to there.



If I could keep you little, I'd pick for you a friend or two.



But then I'd miss you finding friends you like who like you too!




If I could keep you little, we'd finger paint our art.
But then I'd miss you creating stories from your heart.



If I could keep you little, I'd push your ducky float


But then I'd miss you feeling the wind behind summer's boat.




If I could keep you little, I'd keep you close to me



But then I'd miss you growing into who you're meant to be!



4 comments:

The Preister's said...

it IS hard to watch them grow up...but even harder not too!!

you have so many great memories to remember from his "glory" days as the parents remember! And all the good that is yet to come is a result of the amazing foundation you set for him now!

what a proud momma you should be!!

Kelsey said...

Ahh Great point Brenda :) we need to be thankful they are growing healthy but it IS so HARD to watch them grow. I want to kee my boys little forever... By the way Jen you made me cry in this blog :(
Your an amazing Mother!!

Kim said...

This is a great blog and so true. We want them to be healthy but have a hard time seeing them grow up and letting go. You are a awesome mother and Cohen and Kadence such be very proud to have you!!!!!!!!

Meg said...

Oh, I tear-ed up! And I am buying that book!