I Turned Around Poem by cheryl davis miller

I turned around and you had grown up.
I wondered where the years had flown?
Where were the golden curls and dimples
the chubby hands that I had known.

Those sounds of joy, both tears and laughter
my children’s voices on the wind.
When did my babies leave my bosom,
so their adult lives could begin?

It seems like yesterday I'd dress you
brushing your hair, holding your hand.
How all those years passed by so quickly,
seems I will never understand.

So please be patient with your Mommy
if she sometimes holds on to tight.
To her just yesterday she rocked you
and kissed her baby girls good night.

I turned around
and you had grown up…

for my girls, , ,
July 1995 c.d.m.