Together, or: Moments

Together we, she, holding my finger
Little, growing hand, everything to me
Moments ever, and forever linger

Abba'chka, I, to the preschool bring her
Come afternoon, she'll be returned to me
Together we, she, holding my finger

She, annoyed by childish tunes I sing her
Teasing her thus brings such delight to me
Moments ever, and forever linger

Don't joke! She, hates on my witty zinger
Of late, she's sure been talking back to me
Together we, she, holding my finger

Mamachka? She, hears my cellphone ringer
She, reciting grocery list to me
Moments ever, and forever linger

I love you! Asserts my little clinger
Her love, our love, God's precious gift to me
Together we, she, holding my finger
Moments ever, and forever linger

47 thoughts on “Together, or: Moments”

1. Love! The imagery and the rhyme scheme work so well here.

   1. Thanks, N. 🙂

      1. I go by JYP. Thanks

         1. Oops, sorry!

2. Perfect

   1. You are very kind. Thank you!

      -David

3. This is so precious!

   1. Thank you so much. I’m totally biased in this matter, but my daughter is, indeed, precious! 👧🏻

      Sincerely,
      David

      1. David, as parents we all are biased but that’s okay, I think. I am guilty of it too. I had written a trilogy of poems for my daughter. Much love to your angel.

         You are welcome.

         1. Awww… are those poems online? How old is you daughter now?

            -David

            1. Yes, they are on my blog. She is seventeen now. Good heavens! Why do they grow so fast!!

            2. ❤

4. Beautifully penned!

   1. Thank you!

      -David

5. A sweet moment that I am sure you will hold forever. I held my great nieces’ hands on Saturday. Precious little ones. 🥰

   1. 🤗