THIS IS 12
Knuckle bumps instead of hugs.
Remember chasing lightning bugs?
Soon you’ll tower over me.
“Mom, I want some privacy.”
Sleeping in your bed till ‘10.
Drinking from the sink again.
Slang that I can’t even follow.
“Kid, I think you need a shower.”
Homework finished on your own.
Words replaced by grunts and groans.
Remember how you loved the swings?
“Mom, let’s turn on Stranger Things.”
Twelve years gone, I can’t believe
My baby’s going to turn thirteen.
What happened to my little bug?
“Your mother sure would like a hug.”