To all the mothers out there reminiscing over the time that has passed and your sons and daughters are now older, perhaps having left the nest, flying off to new skies and making nests of their own. The sweet time of little hugs and recious moments fly by. Cherish them.
Kay Cude did just that, revising a poem she had written long ago as she remembered just such a moment treasured in her heart.
Artist’s statement:
I had written this poem for my son many years ago to recount our sweet time together when he was a two-year old.
Kay Cude is a Texas poet.
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