Is peaking through

This very cloudy day

Roofing nails are heard

Being pounded in next door…

The air is chilly

A cold front with ice

And snow is on the way

And our third curly haired

Grandson turned 18 today…

The sun rises and sets

And our life goes on

As our family celebrates

These milestones…

My heart aches for the babies

I rocked who have now

Turned to men

Letting me kiss and hug them

As they run in to say high

And I cry each time we have to wave bye…

But this is the way of the world

God has given

Lending us our children to raise

And send out into the world

To make their way, their mark

On the road they travel

To heaven…

I pray He watches over all of them…