Standing on His Head

   (for my Little Man who's grown too fast)

There's little more important

   than these microscopic blips

And teasing giddy giggles 

   from innocent lips

Bounces on my bed jolt me awake

   at ungodly early hours of morning

But the scene shifts to sneaking in

   from ungodly hours of exhausted folly

Frustrated by his two-wheel bike

   Desperately straining to balance

Makes me want to hide the car keys

   Desperately straining to stall him

Endless babbles shatter silence

   spilling his random thoughts

Certain someday, I'll beg him to talk

   spilling his passionate dreams 

Macaroni necklaces made

   for world's most beautiful mommy

traded for gold and diamond

   for the world's most beautiful hand

His beautiful boyish words arranged

   teasing me with jokes and rhymes

rearranged for her someday

   teasing her with sweet syllables

This time goes too fast 

   and I wish I could slow it

But for now, I have little choice 

   but to cherish every moment