9 Months

Nine months go slowly 

But after that phase passes, 

Time never slows down 

 

This baby needs you 

Every waking moment 

And you pour out love 

 

Baby turns to tot 

Tot turns to preschooler and 

Soon, a first-grader 

 

Years pass, backpacks break 

Middle school's no piece of cake 

But she conquers it 

 

Sometimes you wish you 

Could go back to day one and 

Make lots of changes 

 

Life has a sneaky 

Way of fooling us all to 

Think we have more time 

 

Nine months seems distant 

As she packs her own lunch and 

Heads off to high school 

 

Graduation day

Tear-filled, it represents the

End of an era

 

 

The wedding stupor

Hits you like a load of bricks

Wasn't she just born?

 

Where did the time go? 

Now she's grown with her own kids 

Nine months fades again

 

© 2024 Teresa Miles Kephart