Author’s Notes:

I kept this poem intentionally brief, because the years of parenting slip by so quickly.

One minute, there’s pudgy squidgets toddling in diapers. The next minute, they’re driving off to college to test their wings in the wide world of adulthood. The springtime of childhood is over.

And now around the house, there’s just the bits and bobs of their childhood, reminding me of treasured days gone by.