fifty centimetres
no more and no less
that is what you were
the day you arrived
on a distant winter morn
fifty centimetres
of pure wriggling joy
just the right size
to hold-to soothe
in the crook of an arm
to cuddle- to clasp
close to a heart
but look at you now!
almost my height
'bend a little Amma..
so that I look tall!'
you whisper as we pose
seems just yesterday
I was rocking you to sleep
seems just this morning
I watched your tottering steps
time flies in moments
that I know for sure
in a swift blurry motion
ten years are gone
but as we stand close
side by side like this
heads almost touching
I realise anew
time flies now
in centimetres too!
at Lysterfield Lake, Melbourne- Dec, 2017
The day they beat us in many other things, will not be far away.
ReplyDeleteIan- true! getting there already in some ways!
DeleteFrom the day, the boy could walk
ReplyDeleteHis height has been marked
On the passage wall, with chalk
In centimeters and with date.
The periods between the marks
Seem to be regular in years
But, the distances shown
Are irregular with growth rates
Sure you'l beat mum in height
And with many more fortunes,
The future will be bright
Adored with excellent values.
thank you Thaththa, yes he is looking forward very much to beating me in height!
Delete'The day I'm winning; is the day you beat me..'
ReplyDeleteTouching.. yes they grow fast.. and almost beating us.. in all fronts.. #happy parents.. cheers!
//'The day I'm winning; is the day you beat me..' // I like it.. I should tell him that :)
DeleteWatching them grow makes you not just happy but truly blissful!!!
ReplyDeleteReally a great composition Malee, something you would want to read again and again...:)
thanks Ravi, yes blissful to see them grow up and also scary to see how fast!
Deletegood to see that you are back :)
oh it was not fifty centimeters but fifty four for me!! I saw her face for a second and i knew my whole world changed!!! Remembering the joy she brought!!
ReplyDeletethanks Loku malli, sending love to little miss fifty four! :)
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