Fast Forward

Though childhood seems so long ago,

Now decades in the past,

My time since having grandkids

Has been flying by too fast.

 

From reading picture books with them

All cozy in my lap,

To building blocks and rocking them

To settle for a nap,

 

Somebody must have hit “fast forward.”

Now the months race by

And they’re so busy with their lives,

But I cannot deny

 

A part of me will always miss

Their younger days, although

I’m lucky that I’m still around

To watch them as they grow.