A Song

A poem about growing up and helping your kids grow up.

It’s 4 in the morning when I hear your sweet voice
But the sweetness is fading, which leaves me no choice.
I stumble through darkness as I head to your room
Stopping first for the bottle you cry to consume.

I open the door and you’re standing up now
With tears flowing madly, a scowl on your brow.
I give you the bottle, that gives you some peace
You finish it quickly, and your worries release

With your head on my shoulder, you’re where you belong
So I sway side to side and I sing you a song
It’s a song that my mom sang, but the words aren’t the same
I’ve replaced a few lyrics, though I kept the refrain.

It’s a song about you and a song about me
It’s a song about figuring out who you’ll be
It’s a song full of things that I want you to know
It’s the song that I sing while I’m watching you grow.

You’re getting so tall, and I walk you to school
You’re singing along now, you still think Dad’s cool.
I treasure these moments, our little duet
And…