Friday, November 13, 2015

Little Boys of Three

Look tenderly on little boys of three;
Their softness is as fleeting as a flower,
The cheeks like petals such a little hour,
The deepest dimple, theirs so transiently.

Even tomorrow softness may be hard;
The little cotton cushions on the knees,
Turned into bony knobs for climbing trees,
The fists, so like a rose, grow lean and scarred.

His full moon cheeks will narrow to a line,
The silken hair becomes the brush of bristle,
As mother's little flower turns to thistle,
And there will linger not one little sign

To prove the cuddly cupid that was he;
Look tenderly on little boys of three!

~AUTHOR: Isabelle Bryans Longfellow 

[THIS POST ORIGINALLY HAD TWO PHOTOS OF MY SONS TOGETHER, BUT I HAVE REMOVED THEM AS OF 11/30/2015.]

2 comments:

  1. Oh so true - from a mother of a boy of four (still lovely though).

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  2. Very pretty! Sometimes it's hard to look tenderly on boys of 3 though. Ha!

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