Time By Dana Beth
I looked at you today and wondered, what will you be when you grow up?
Will you be a doctor, a lawyer, a musician, a writer, a poet?
I gazed at your blue-green eyes and searched for answers.
I found none.
Instead you reached your little hand to my face and smiled.
In that gesture I found all the answers that matter.
I am yours and you are mine.
Thoughts of the future melted away into the moment and time stood still.


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