Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Freezing Time

I'm holding my baby

Hands, stop your incessant marching across your numbered face
No man alive is strong enough to stop your constant pace
This moment will be gone soon and I wish to capture now
Each detail I can't photograph or on paper write down

I'm holding my baby

His small breaths are the only way I want to mark the time
I want to freeze this moment when his hand's enclosed in mine
Someday these hands will help and heal with gentleness, I pray
But now they're small and precious and I want to keep this day

I'm holding my baby

The feather softness of his hair is all I want to feel
I bend again to kiss his head, make sure this moment's real
Someday scratchy stubble will grow on these softest cheeks
I'll kiss them now a thousand times this memory to keep

I'm holding my baby

His little lips, so perfect, form a tiny pout
As he sleeps, I wonder what those dreams could be about
Someday, I pray, those lips will speak with wisdom and with truth
But in this moment dimpled grins are all that they let loose

I'm holding my baby

I breathe his tiny newness in as autumn rains fall down
We're cozy in this moment and I want to stop time now
I'm filled with hopefulness for what the future holds for him
But can't he stay forever here? I want to breathe him in

I'm holding my baby

So time, continue marching, you won't be a thief today
Can't rob me of this memory, it's beauty take away
It's frozen here forever in my heart and in my mind
I'm holding him, and this sweet moment ever will be mine

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