Thursday, April 16, 2009

This Made Me Cry!!

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This week's You Capture was 'Rustic'....and honestly I can't find anything around my house that fits this category any better than these pictures that we had taken for That Kid's Senior Pictures. I have to admit that I didn't take these pictures.

Tiffany Davis Photography took these pictures, but they fit the bill perfectly and they fit this poem that I just received in an email, so here is my "You Capture" entry...even though it's really Tiffany's "You Capture"!!






This is the point in my life that I am in with That Kid and it soooo much applies to me right now....Everyday is a moment that I know will pass sooner than I want....



Let me Hold you Longer

"Long ago you came to me, a miracle of firsts;
First smiles and teeth and baby steps, a sunbeam on the burst.
But one day you will move away and leave to me your past
And I will be left thinking of a lifetime of your lasts.
The last time that I held a bottle to your baby lips
The last time that I lifted you and held you on my hip,
The last night when you woke up crying,
Needing to be walked,
When last you crawled up with your blanket
Wanting to be rocked.
The last time when you ran to me still small enough to hold
The last time when you said you'd marry me when you grew old.
Precious simple moments and bright flashes from your past
Would I have held on longer if I'd known they were your last?
Our last adventure to the park, your final midday nap
The last time when you wore your favorite faded baseball cap.
Your last few hours of kindergarten, last days of first grade,
Your last at bat in Little League, last colored picture made.
I never said goodbye to all your yesterdays long past
So what about tomorrow? Will I recognize your lasts?
The last time that you catch a frog in that old backyard pond
The last that you ran barefoot across our fresh-cut lawn
Silly, scattered moments and bright flashes from your past
I keep on taking pictures, never quite sure of your last.
The last time that I comb your hair or stop a pillow fight,
The last time that I tuck you in and pray with you at night.
The last time when we cuddled with a book just me and you,
The last time you jump in our bed and sleep between us two.
The last piano lesson, the last vacation to the lake
Your last few weeks of middle school, last soccer goal you make.
I look ahead and dream of days that haven't come to pass
But as I do I sometimes miss today's sweet precious lasts.
The last time that I help you with a math or spelling test
The last time when I shout that "Yes! Your room is still a mess!"
The last time that you need me for a ride from here to there
The last time that you spend the night with your old tattered bear.
My life keeps moving faster, stealing precious days that pass
I want to hold on longer, want to recognize your lasts.
The last thing that you need my help with, details of a dance,
And the last time that you asked me for advice about romance.
The last time that you talked to me about your hopes and dreams
The last time that you wear a jersey for your high school team.
I've watched you grow and barely noticed seasons as they pass
If I could freeze the hands of time, I'd hold onto your lasts.
For come some bright fall morning, you'll be going far away
College life will beckon in a brilliant sort of way
One last hug, one last goodbye, one quick and hurried kiss,
One last time to understand just how much you'll be missed.
I'll watch you leave and think how fast our time together passed
So let me hold on longer, God, to every precious last."

6 comments:

Christy M. said...

OMG. You totally made me cry with that poem. I such a sentimental FREAK. You son is so handsome in his senior pictures. I can see why you don't want to let him go.

Even though they weren't your captures, I think I've enjoyed them more than most!

Thanks!!

Alice said...

OK, so i'm a crying mess here. my son just moved out 2 weeks ago and moved to the town 27 miles from here. we've seen him twice, but we email about 10 times a day. so many lasts...so true. your son is quite handsome, these look like great shots of him. bless you dear lady for sharing them with us, as we share a tear with you .

feel free to visit my page (for some tear-free time :O) ) and check out my rustic shots. see you next week :O).

aprilshowrs78 said...

Wow. What a wonderful poem!

JanMary said...

Amazing pics and amazing poem - my son is only 4 and this made we want to weep!

Stacie's Madness said...

oh. *sniff*

my youngest is starting kindergarten in the fall...and I imagine the time is going to fly!

Colored With Memories said...

Oh my! i just printed and save that poem...that is a keeper.

by the looks of your profile, we are in the same area...nice to "meet you"!