Best Poems Written by Eric Szimanski

With a Blink of An Eye

I was once six  months old and full of fun, with a blink of an eye, I was suddenly one.  
I know I was a handful, and at times you wondered what to do, but by the time you had the
answers, I went and turned two.  
When I was two, I was still so helpless and dependent on you.  
So many things, I myself could not manage to do.  
Independence took over when I turned three.  
It's frustrating at times when you're yelling at me.  
Soon I'll be four, your little boy, only a while more.  
Father time will soon come and close that childhood door.  
Then will come school and I know we'll both cry.  
But with tears will come growth as we say our good byes.  
You might be at wits end, when I'm rambunctious and ten.  
But when I turn thirteen you'll wish me that age once again.  
Then there will be bruises and there will be tears.  
There will girls in just a few more years.  
There will be fights and there will be hugs.  
There will mistakes, but none will be with drugs.  
Times will be tough but I know you'll always understand.  
Mom, you blinked again, and now I am a MAN!

Copyright © Eric Szimanski | Year Posted 2006