If I were to pick a favorite,
today would be the day.
Time keeps moving quickly
and there is hardly time to stay.
Right here in this moment,
I am happy as can be.
At 19 Months of living,
and of being “you and me”.
Each day that comes and passes,
is better than the last.
Because we’re one day closer,
and life is moving fast.
Today is like a treasure,
and treasure it we may.
For if I must pick a favorite,
today would be that day.
today would be the day.
Time keeps moving quickly
and there is hardly time to stay.
Right here in this moment,
I am happy as can be.
At 19 Months of living,
and of being “you and me”.
Each day that comes and passes,
is better than the last.
Because we’re one day closer,
and life is moving fast.
Today is like a treasure,
and treasure it we may.
For if I must pick a favorite,
today would be that day.
(Happy 19 Months, Babe!
Every day with you is
my favorite one yet.)
Every day with you is
my favorite one yet.)
Mighty fine poetry Bea!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is a great poem!
ReplyDeleteMy sweetheart. I treasure you like the stars number the sky! Your my beautiful perfect girl. I like living life with you!!!
ReplyDelete