Writing Workshop – Time

This is my entry for the lovely Josie’s Writing Workshop over at Sleep is for the Weak.

It only feels like a few months ago,
You were such a tiny little thing,
Coming into the world,
A huge pair of lungs on you,
And that little tufts of black hair.

Daddy thought you looked a bit Chinese,
But we both agreed you were beautiful,
I looked into your gorgeous little eyes,
And I feel in love,
I have been in awe ever since.

Now look at you,
Writing your name,
Running about,
Counting to 100,
Being such a good big brother.

You are my big school boy,
I couldn’t be prouder,
You will always be my baby,
But time does seem to slip away,
Don’t take each day for granted.