Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Thursday, November 11, 2010

The Moment

We celebrate the moment
We mourn the moment.
We fear that it will
swiftly slip away.
We attempt
to grasp it
like a water bucket out of the well
slipping away.
Leaves of autumn
like a carpet
waiting to greet us.
The day grows dark
the air is crisp
I smell the scent of
Vanilla from the bakery.
I stop
I smile
I take it all in
Watching my son in his sleep
his bunny tucked under his arm
the dog bringing a sock
as an offering.
The moment
fading into a memory
In front of me.
Living in the present
Is all that matters
Today is all I have


  1. A sweet snapshot of your son sleeping and your dog -- good enough to memorialize.