It seems that just yesterday
I got married, had a baby.
I drifted on to another day.
Now grandchildren are adults.
The baby is a teen.
Where? What?
When did this happen?
It just was a continuum.
Little faces once looking up,
now look down, taller than I.
Husband gone, passing through time
Life in a hurry, foreseeing
The difficulties ahead.
God keeps me going,
In pursuit of happiness.