For my children

As I sat back for a moment and watched my children sleeping last night, I reflected on the day and got to thinking about so many things. A poem started framing itself in my mind. I got myself ready for bed and still had it in my head. I grabbed one of my notebooks and started writing. It came together slightly differently than originally framed, but I knew the sentiment is what needed to flow as I put pen to paper. For my children...and their nana and papa.

She wore her Papa's slippers
he snuggled in Papa's chair
All they wanted was to feel him close
Even when he wasn't there.

She read her Nana's paper
He sat by Mama's side
When the week felt long
they whimpered and they cried.

An X on the calendar
Eggs gathered in a box
They straightened up the house
The even picked up every sock.

Soon the day came
They heard the van pull in
They opened up the door
Then they began to grin.

"Nana and Papa are home!"
the children shout with glee
It means so very much
When you're six and when you're three.

I read this to both CD and Miss Hollywood this morning and they loved it. They were excited about it. Miss Hollywood knew what each part was about and she enjoyed hearing it...she even made me read it again. They also had me read the children's story I've written....at least three times! I think it's time to pursue an illustrator and get that published. 2014 will be the year of the newly published Bekah! Bring it on!