I saw a little boy with his mother today.... <br />bright-eyed and rosy, playful to intently curious. <br /> <br />I saw a mother with her little boy today.... <br />glowing in her love, laughing to intently vigilant. <br /> <br />For a few stolen moments, I was that mother, you were that little boy <br />and their joy was ours. <br /> <br />Now the bond has shifted, and I am the one clinging tightly to your hand <br />holding on to the memory of a time when I was your world and you were mine.<br /><br />Deborah Downes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stolen-moments-11/
