Cherish Their Childhoods

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Gone in half a blink
From needing nurturing
To always out
Rarely giving time
Sequestered in their lair
Like a cocooned larva
We rarely think ahead
The humorous mourning
Of our little ones advancement
Weeping at milestones
That grow fewer
And farther apart
Their youth is fleeting
To a point we never sense
Always thinking
We can sacrifice a night here
A day there
A week from time to time
Teenagers catch us by surprise
Some defiant
Others not that different
From the child we piggybacked
Either is a shocking sign
That time is dwindling
Adulthood will strike
Off to college
Starting a job
Heavier milestones
Come rapid fire
So we must cherish the now

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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8 Responses to Cherish Their Childhoods

  1. Our youngest is thirty. Surprising how fast the time goes. Cherish the moments.


  2. C.E.Robinson says:

    Charles, so true! I’m cherishing the memories. Kids grown, grandkids grown, and great-grandkids two-years-old. A lot of fun reminiscing. 📚🎶 Christine


  3. L. Marie says:

    Very poignant, Charles. I can’t help thinking of “Cat’s in the Cradle” and “Sunrise, Sunset”–songs that usually make me cry.


  4. I’m in the middle of it and trying to do what you’re suggesting despite the sheer exhaustion 😀


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