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It's Poetry Friday, and Janice Scully is hosting HERE on her blog, Salt City Verse. She is sharing a beautiful picture book of poetry and her own poem to her mother. Thanks for hosting, Janice!
We are back from our trip to Costa Rica, full of fun and family and ocean waves! Often on these trips, we celebrate birthdays. My granddaughter, Imogene, turned thirteen on the Monday we were there. Sometimes we travel further into August when we celebrate my son's and his son's birthdays, too! Time keeps going and going.
This week, a memory came up on Facebook, and then I thought of the picture I took during our trip, and the poem I found and read on Imogene's big day. I thought many of you would enjoy it. I have kept it a while on my desktop and tried to find it online, and its author. I cannot. Obviously, I copied it from somewhere, but have no memory of the book it was in. If you know who wrote this, let me know, please! It is a delight for those of us who see our children, and perhaps grandchildren, grow up, and then grow up more.
(NOTE! Tabatha guessed who, or knew! The poem is from MY HEAD HAS A BELLYACHE by Chris Harris! Thanks, Tabatha!)
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Is the poem by Chris Harris? Sounds like another wonderful trip with your precious family!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Tabatha! You are so right, and I have the book, MY HEAD HAS A BELLYACHE, by Chris Harris! I just didn't remember!
DeleteLook at these kids so changed in the second picture. I just found out that I will be a grandmother for the first time in February. I'm excited to see our small family grow. This poem is so fun to read, the idea one can tell a child to stop growing! Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteOh, they have grown so much! What joy-filled pictures, Linda. Thanks for sharing your memories and the delightful (sweet and bittersweet but mostly sweet!) poem.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun poem that anyone who has watched a child grow up can identify with! Sounds like your family had a wonderful trip.
ReplyDeleteOh, the growing -- it's what they are supposed to do, but now that mine are grown and gone, I miss them soooo much! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteI'm always asking my grands to stop growing, but grow they will, so I best celebrate each and every stage. Our oldest grandson turned 8 this summer, hard to believe it's been 8 years since he made me a grandma! I love seeing pics of your grands.
ReplyDeleteIt's great that Tabatha recognized the poem. You knew someone would!
Enjoy your weekend!
Thanks, everyone, glad to share the poem & my trip a little bit!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a great trip! And what joy those grandkids must bring you, watching them grow. I can definitely relate to the poem. Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Rose! It fits people whether for their own children & grandchildren or for others, poignant and fun, too!
DeleteChris Harris's book is full of fun poems. Thanks for sharing this one. My, how they have grown and since I've been following you for nearly 10 years, I feel I've watched them grow up, too. Can you believe my oldest grand started kindergarten?
ReplyDeleteI believe each of us has watched each others' families grow, Margaret! Wow, kindergarten already! My brother's youngest is starting, too, & it's hard to believe! Thanks!
DeleteLinda, it is so good to read your blog and find wonderful photos of your 3 grandchildren. I think I mentioned how mature Imogene became but that goes for the other two, also! The poem you read to Imogene is fun and it came at a right time. All of a sudden my 7 and 4-year-olds look like they've grown taller and the baby has a charming smile that makes me smile even more than she does when we are together. I just got home from dinner and ice cream with the family. We swapped cars yesterday to make sure we could transport all three grandchildren. My post is half done because watching three little girls takes a lot out of me. Even with my husband and son helping with the children, it is difficult but in the end, delightful.
ReplyDeleteI do think you have a tough, though also wonderful, job taking all three, Carol. And, I remember well when they were all born, also growing up! Thanks for noticing Imogene not being a little kid anymore. Carter is out of college, working toward being a PA and Ingrid just got her driver's permit! Thanks for taking time to come by!
DeletePerfect poem and two perfect photos -- the joy on those faces in both makes me smile, so I can't imagine how your heart feels, having watched every moment of them getting from the kitchen floor to the beach in Costa Rica!
ReplyDeleteLife is good, Mary Lee, wishing it were that for everyone in our world! Thank you!
DeleteI love the "then and now" looks - and that you've found a poem to pair with this phenomenon is perfect!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Patricia. Yes, the poem speaks to many of us!
DeleteOh, this gets me right in the feels! We're a week away from kindergarten, and this mama's is just a big ol' ball of emotions, navigating this big transition from little kid to school kid. How does it go by so fast?!?!
ReplyDeleteAw, I know, they move in that growing up part very, very fast!
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