This could be the last time...

*Tuesday 4/15/08 is court for my Meme. This could be it... please keep us in your prayers.

This could be the last time, that I hold you close.

This could be the last time, that I kiss your sweet face.

This could be the last time, that I sing to you.

This could be the last time, the best time we ever knew.

I see you in the tub

with your duckies and your toys,

I see you in the bubbles

and I smile at your noise.

You splash and splash and laugh and laugh

You rub your big brown eyes

Could this be the very last time?

Will I someday long to hear your cries?

This could be the last time, that I trim your teeny nails.

This could be the last time, that I kiss your perfect ears.

This could be the last time, that I use this special cream.

This could be the last time, that I wipe away your tears.

I see you in your crib at night

Pink Blankie in your hand

I watch you breath, inhale your scent...

I'm lost in Meme land.

This could be the last time, that you sleep safely right here.

This could be the last time, that you are rocked to sleep in this chair.

This could be the last time, that I ever sing to you.

This could be the last time, the best time we ever knew.

I see you in your fancy dress, pink from head to toe

I see you in your overalls, hair up in a bow.

So pretty in your Easter best, or in your tomboy jeans

You are all my wildest dream and what my whole life means.

This could be the last time

That I cradle you in my arms,

hold you tight against my heart,

rub your tiny angel back...

This could be the last time

That I pour your favorite juice,

wipe your runny nose,

pack your monkey diaper bag,

put a clippie in your curls...

This could be the last time, that I see your hands,

reaching out to me,

in absolute purity.

This could be the last time, that I touch your skin,

soft as silk,

it always makes me grin.

This could be the last time, that I nibble your skin,

hear your laugh,

and nibble you again.

I put the toothpaste on your brush

and hear you squeal with delight

we brush your teeth together

then you show off those pearly whites.

You climb the stairs

at a rapid crawl

laughing all the way

Escaping is your favorite game

and you scramble down the hall.

You rub some pasta in your hair

and fling juice on the floor

you spit some broccoli in your lap

and then you ask for more.

A'ah Duh! you say

emphatically

When you are finished eating.

Uh-oh is said so somberly

when you tear the book I'm reading.

Guys! You holler loud as life

from the stairway safety gate

They answer back with laughing sounds

You hardly ever have to wait...

This could be the last time that I stroke your cheeks

This could be the last time that I pet your hand.

This could be the last time that I hold your pudgy feet

The last time that I've touched anything so sweet.

This could be the last time that I buckle you safely in your seat

This could be the last time that I reach back to tickle your feet.

This could be the last time that I sing Amazing Grace

This could be the last time I ever see your face.

This could be the last time

For me and you

This could be the last time

The best time we ever knew.