Monday, February 27, 2017

How Long Will This Last?

A poem dedicated to my parents Tom and Ann Rybolt, whose love for their children and each other has lasted so long.


Joanna and Thomas...growing up too fast


A sudden cry in the middle of the night.
How long will this last? How long will this last?

Rocking back and forth, feeling her warmth against my chest.
How long will this last? How long will this last?

Rushing to the bathroom. Will he make it in time?
How long will this last? How long will this last?

Holding him in church and clapping together.
How long will this last? How long will this last?

Another mess to clean. Where'd I put the broom?
How long will this last? How long will this last?

"Neigh," he says. "Oink," I snort. "Eek," she squeals, our giggles follow.
How long will this last? How long will this last?

Dirt on his shirt and spit up on hers.
How long will this last? How long will this last?

He grew out of another pair of shoes. She will soon wear her first.
How long will this last? How long will this last?

So many joys amidst the difficult days.
I just have one question- How long will this last?

How long will I get up with her at night?
How long will he need my help so often?
How long will will the laundry determine my schedule?

How long will this last? How long will this last?

How long will I get to rock her to sleep at night?
How long will I sing and clap together with him?
How long will their laughter fill our home?

Not long enough. Not long enough.