It's the little things
for instance -
My two boys
In actuality Teenagers
They most really would be
Ages 14 and 15.
To Still allow me -
"Mom"
As they say
or "Mother" when they can't get my attention -
To pull out our kitchen chair
I get to run my fingers
through their utmost unruly hair.
It's These Little Things
I Take notice of
The slight stubble across their cheeks.
A little more stubble underneath -
The chinny chin chin of my sweet little
Trojan.
The deep and ever so mighty voice
of my Cyrus Allen.
It's These Little Things
That I Find are Changing -
Ever so more frequently.
The sound of the clippers caution
a "No cutting of my ear Mom!"
and
a shy but modest "Her Name is Chyanne"
from my bold but blushing Cyrus Allen.
It's These Little Things
All while smiling -
My boys
Gently letting me into their world.
My heart glows with content
for I know
These memories
I'll cherish with my love
and
Never forget.
Tucked away
in my pocketful of
Memories.
©Oct 22, 2014 Jennifer Terwilliger
