Eskimo Kisses

Sometimes I wish
I had the ability to freeze time
That they would always be
The children that they are

Or perhaps rewind a day or two --
Oh, can I?

The day they were born
The first smile
The first time they said, "Mommy"
The first step towards my outstretched arms?

But I realize
That as long as there is God
The world will keep on turning
And they will keep on growing up

So while I can
I take some mental photographs
I hold their hands
I kiss their lips
I memorize their smells
I cherish every hug

I pray that I don't lose a day
And fail to say "I love you"
Because someday
All I will ever hold
Are memories of their childhood
Nothing more than memories
Blowing in the wind