NaPoWriMo

Day 23: Foreshadowing

When they look into the eyes
Hold them in warm arms
Marvel at their wonderment
Tiny hands from love
Words form easily
Spoken through a year
Actions take a little while
Coordination not as clear
Walking, talking
Eating, balking
They’re ruling all the days
Yet realization’s knocking
Time is heaving
Sifting over mounds
Intelligence surpasses
Until standing college bound
Releasing grip and all that went
Into this child so dear
Forced to sit, memory grip
Into the face of fear

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