What's Important

What’s Important
   

It was barely light; you were up and about,
Fully dressed and ready to go out.
Much on your agenda, you were ready to start,
Mind racing in perfect time with your heart.

Garage doors up, I could hear the sound,
Of a busy boy pounding the ground.
Watching out the window at this little tike,
I could see him gearing up to ride his bike.

With helmet on, grinning ear to ear,
He looked up to see my approving glare.
I waved him on, and off he went,
Up the sidewalk in a happy sprint.

I thought to myself, “This is how life should be”.
“Easily amused and feeling free”.
Taking all life has to offer, leaving nothing in return,
An important lesson all adults need to learn.

If only we could live life this free,
What a better world it would turn out to be.
If we could only appreciate the little things in life,
We’d be a whole lot happier with a lot less strife.

Thanks Son, for reminding me what’s important today,
As I promise to change from my usual way.
So I grab some clothes and I’m on the run,
To go ride bikes with my adorable son.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Dailey Avatar
June 21, 2011 at 6:02 PM
I wish we could all have learned this lesson years ago. What a well written poem. Mike
Mantle Avatar
June 21, 2011 at 7:02 AM
Enjoyed this Jeff. Children have so much to teach us. It's a shame life seems to make us loose our sense of innocence and carefree spirit. Nice tribute to your son. Best wishes Em :)
Hendricks Avatar
June 20, 2011 at 3:25 PM
Awwww, this is nice. I can see you have much child in you. Expert rhyming you have going here, Jeff. I enjoyed this one thoroughly. :-)
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