incessant pounding of cartoon
noise, canned music,
whistling birds
battering themselves into walls
why is my child laughing?
I push a stray hair
off his forehead
and search those hazel eyes,
feeling sadness
like a slow break-up,
already nostalgia is setting in
I miss these cartoon days
even as they play in the background
simultaneously looking
backward
and forward
time fragments into snapshots
my child,
laughing
I long to freeze the moment
already
gone
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Of maidens, mothers, and crones; a life in poetry, unfinished 
This hits me… My youngest turned 18 and graduated HS. I’ve not been trying to deal with it. And then reading this line, ‘I long to freeze the moment’. And truly you have in this poem in in your memory~
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I can’t even think about HS graduation yet! I’m already sad and my kids are 8 and 10😊
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