bless my birth

I was reading through Ruth Bell Graham’s (wife of Billy Graham) book of poetry today and I came across a poem of hers that reminded me of a part of one of my recent attempts.”Oh, time! Be slow!it was dawn agoI was a childdreaming of being grown;a noon agoI waswith children of my own;and nowit’s afternoon-and late-and they are grownand gone.Time, wait!–Ruth Bell GrahamWe’ve nothing to do, we’ve nowhere to go,we’ll just stroll, so we strollYour heart’s beating right next to mine,used to be even closerFrom the day you were born you’ve been receding from meI can’t stop the world from turning, can’t even slow it downI have to learn to let you go, even have to teach you to be okay without meBut not today, not right nowThank God for today! Thank God for right now!Right now you and I will just strollI’ll keep holding you close, our hearts beating next to one anotherFor as long as I can, until it’s not good for you anymore–Me