Fast Forward

They keep on running; feet pounding on the floor, the stairs, everywhere! I tell, no yell, at them to stop, but do they? They keep it up, not thinking of consequences. One day soon, something will break, this, I know for sure. If not something in the house, then one of them will get hurt. Maybe then, they will learn, but, for now I continue to yell. Fast forward! I miss the sounds of their feet; the pounding, the unnerving beat as they run up and down the stairs. Just yesterday, I was telling them, no yelling, for them to stop. But today, if only those sounds could repeat and play back. I long for the days of children running and being just who they are, children!