Sweet and Tender

That early summer’s day I never took the time to stop To look at your smile, or Listen as you play. Never did I think to count Every bath bubble you’d pop. I should have memorized Every inch of your face. I should have collected echoes Of your laughter in my heart. I should have held on To every hug and embrace. But I struggle to keep them far apart. My days are kept trying to remember The way your hair would shine in the sun. Your hugs and kisses, so sweet and tender. Striving to recall how each day had begun. Sounds of your laughter in my heart. Your eyes shining a brilliant blue. The words “I love you Mommy!” With hugs that never part. These days are the hardest to get through.