One second they were tiny
i don’t think i’ll ever be able to look at old pictures of my kids without getting choked up
one second they were tinyround cheeks
messy hair
voices that still sounded like babies
and now i blink and they’re taller
they talk back
they need me in different ways
the photos stop me in my tracks every time
because i swear it all happened in a blur
and i’d give anything to hold that version of them again
even for just a minute
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