I find peace watching him devour
a cupcake, displaying the stoic
patience of a ravenous dog nine days
since its last dinner. I savor
these moments, serene in the simplicity
of a child’s composure confronting
the confectionery challenge to cram
as much cake+icing in a mouth at once.
I envy his free-spirited delight,
chocolate icing caking his face,
a mark of sugary youthful indiscretion
on a sweet face resembling mine.
I cannot return to that place – try
as I might to forget the edible norms
of adulthood – so here I sit in joy
living vicariously through my filthy son.
Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019
Written for V.J.’s Challenge #66 : “savour” (I Americanized it and deleted that superfluous ‘u’)
Also submitted dVerse OpenLinkNight #252. Grace is today’s host.
Often Mumbled Musings 
How sweet – the tale not the cupcake, lol. It is something to watch their pure, unbridled delight.
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A sweet parental poetics; much appreciated and enjoyed. Children, in spite of everything, complete us.
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A sweet poem, although I am not a parent
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lol … so precious; I’m sure if he’s anything like my son, he’s wiping his nasty-mess fingers all over your pants, hands, and cheeks 😛
We were just pining today about how much we miss the “little” days, especially now that we’re growing up our last. Baby’s in kindergarten.
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Ah, children are a beautiful reminder of the simple joys in life!
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A gorgeous sweet delight….
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As a grandfather, with the distinct pleasure and good fortune to live adjacent to my, only one story removed — I really related and thoroughly enjoyed this Phillip.
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Such a sweet and beautiful poem my friend. 🙂
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A happy poem with a fun picture. Kids in a way do give us a chance to see life again through the eyes of a child.
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I absolutely love this! The joy that kids give us .. sigh .. ❤️❤️
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*sigh*
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Savor these times when they are young and carefree. The children go up very quickly before you know it.
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I love this, and the photo, too!
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You are a seasoned blogger but I like your writings a lot so nominating you for the Sunshine Blogger Award. https://curatingthoughts.blog/2019/10/04/sunshine-blogger-award/
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Those vicarious moments are some of the best.
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Love the joy!
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Food definitely has too many “bad” associations for that kind of enjoyment as an adult. (K)
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Great poem and wonderful picture! Those days leave us and if we stuffed cake in like that today, it would not be the same.
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Thanks – and I agree! If only we could cram cake in our mouths. Might save us from a lot of arguments.
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This is adorable, and there is something that we all have lost that we need children to see.
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Sweet, sweet in all ways ❤
Thank You for your 'Follow' of my Blog!
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Thanks!
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Love the poem. What a beautiful child too.
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Oh, such priceless moments in parenting! Thank you so much for following PoetryPalette. 😉
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Thanks so much 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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