the ride

My daughter is different every day. She's growing and changing so fast! I finally feel like all those times when other moms said "It goes by so fast," they were really telling the truth. It's as though the last 5 months we've been slowly climbing the first hill of the rollercoaster and now, we've reached the crest. The first gigantic drop lays just before us and then the other drops, turns and loops are still to come. Fortunately, I like rollercoasters.

Climbing skyward toward the clouds
Clack, clack, clack, clack
Breathless we sit, stil ascending
Leaning back.

For the hundredth time
we reach
the top
and...

Falling! Falling! streaking downward to the dizzily swirling ground
With hands outstreatched and faces crazily contorted,
We leave our stomachs behind
And forget about everything but the thrill of the ride.