My heart aches when I hold my kids
It begs them
“Don’t grow up.”
Stay here with me a little longer.
Then I remember
The babies at Robb Elementary
Who left this earth far, far too soon
And I think of those parents
Longing for their kids
To be given the chance to grow up.
To stay with them a little longer.
As I hold a sleeping baby in my arms
I cling to him
And I beg him:
“Please grow up”.