Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Friday, April 1, 2011

Home Again

My thoughts dancing again and again.
My heart longing to see you,
my prayers wishing you home safe.
As I hear the key turn,
I run with my open arms.
My son, now, a grown man
but to me my baby boy.

I watch you with great pride,
time stands still, time is flying.
You touch lives, you lift spirits.
We engage in conversation for hours,
your brown eyes capture my soul.
My arms, my spirit loving you.
So good when you are home.
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31 comments:

  1. BelindaApril 1, 2011 at 8:08 AM

    Aww. Proud momma. Very sweet.

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  2. SaraApril 1, 2011 at 8:19 AM

    I gave my boys an extra hug this morning :)

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  3. Molly @ Postcards from a Peaceful DivorceApril 1, 2011 at 8:32 AM

    This post breaks my heart just a little. I'm not ready to let go just yet. Thankfully I have some time...

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  4. Brian MillerApril 1, 2011 at 8:41 AM

    aww...i hear the heart of a proud mom in this one...big smiles.

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  5. AnonymousApril 1, 2011 at 8:48 AM

    This is very sweet, and true, Ayala. I don't know from a Mom's perspective yet, but I know how much I LOVE visiting my parents. And, they love to see me, and maybe a little bit more - LJ!

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  6. ColleenApril 1, 2011 at 10:03 AM

    This almost brings tears to my eyes. It makes me think of the years to come and how I know they are going to go by so fast and how my baby boy all sweet and funny and tumbly will someday be a man, grown and strong, yet still my boy.

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  7. TessaApril 1, 2011 at 10:14 AM

    Oh, my heart. Our boys...always babies to us. How amazing it must be to see how they turn out once they are men. WOW! xox

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  8. SashaApril 1, 2011 at 10:22 AM

    This is so beautiful. Mine are still small, so I don't need to let them go yet. It's at once scary and wonderful to know that it won't get any easier to do it when they are grown.

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  9. JulianaApril 1, 2011 at 10:54 AM

    Sometimes I feel this way about our T., and he's not even 10 years old yet. (But he's counting down the days!)

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  10. AnonymousApril 1, 2011 at 11:53 AM

    makes me miss my son (who is only gone to school for the day)
    and
    makes me miss my mom (who is gone on ahead)

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  11. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:09 PM

    Thank you, Belinda. I am so proud.

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  12. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:10 PM

    Sara, good for you!

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  13. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:11 PM

    Molly, I don't think we are ever ready.....

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  14. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:12 PM

    Thank you, Brian. I don't hide it well :-)

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  15. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:15 PM

    Caroline, I didn't understand this till my son grew up . We are always our parents babies as long as they live :)

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  16. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:17 PM

    Colleen, enjoy the moments as much as you can. I remember my little boy playing with Legos and now he is all grown up.....

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  17. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:18 PM

    That's true,Tessa. It is amazing to see them become who they are meant to be. Xox

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  18. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:49 PM

    Thank you, Sasha :)

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  19. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:50 PM

    Juliana,my little one is ten years old and I am trying to hang on to every minute...

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  20. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 2:52 PM

    Brook, when he comes home give him a big hug and again I am sorry for your loss.

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  21. melissaApril 1, 2011 at 4:29 PM

    Home again: best place to visit!

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  22. ayalaApril 1, 2011 at 7:17 PM

    No place like home, Melissa :)

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  23. DeniseApril 1, 2011 at 11:16 PM

    Your poetry is inspiring, Ayala. And your words about your son strike right through my soul. My son is four today, tomorrow...ugh. Thank you for the reminder that time keeps moving.

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  24. a li'l bit squishyApril 1, 2011 at 11:56 PM

    So fast they grow from little boys into beautiful men. Be proud momma, you have done good. I hope that one day my son goes out into the world and then home to share his adventures with me too!!

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  25. ayalaApril 2, 2011 at 3:15 PM

    Thank you,Denise. Happy Birthday to your son :)

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  26. ayalaApril 2, 2011 at 3:20 PM

    Shawna, thank you. Your son will- he will.

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  27. AnonymousApril 3, 2011 at 7:19 PM

    He's home! How wonderful! Enjoy your time with your son. Your words swell with the love and pride you so obviously feel. :)

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  28. ayalaApril 3, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    Thank you, Mel. He came home for the weekend, and now he left.....I miss him already.

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  29. cj SchlottmanApril 6, 2011 at 12:42 PM

    What a wonderful way with words you have! I can see the scene unfolding before my eyes, and yes, they are a little misty.

    Namaste..........cj

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  30. ayalaApril 6, 2011 at 7:59 PM

    Thank you, Claudia.
    Nice to see you again.

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  31. ayalaApril 6, 2011 at 8:05 PM

    Namaste,Claudia. :)

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