Everything changed when we learnt of you,
When we found out we’d be three, not two.
Everything changed as my belly grew,
As we quickly fell in love with you.
Everything changed the moment you arrived,
Blinking, wrinkled, very much alive.
Everything changed, we were parents now.
We’d read the books, but we weren’t sure how.
Everything changed when you learned to smile,
Sleepless nights and nappies all seemed more worthwhile,
Everything changed as we learnt the ropes,
Gaining skills and scars and dreams and hopes.
Everything changed when I first said goodbye,
Just for an hour – but it made me cry.
Everything changed when you learned to walk,
Things changed yet more when you learned to talk.
Everything’s changing almost every day,
But we wouldn’t want it any other way.
Everything changes as you teach us how to live,
With all the love and laughter you so freely give.
[Today’s poem is for Lyra and it’s inspired by today’s NaPoWriMo prompt which was to use anaphora – a literary term for the practice of repeating certain words or phrases at the beginning of multiple clauses or, in the case of a poem, multiple lines.]