Each, Ever and All

I’ve fallen many times:
the usual stumbles
over secret schoolgirl crushes,
head-over-heels for teen heartthrobs.
I loved them all.

I’ve fallen so many times:
tripped down the aisle
over husband, daughter, son.
Madly and deeply,
I love them all.

I’ve fallen again and again:
new friends, a mentor, a muse,
numerous books, a few authors,
four dear pups and a stranger, or two.
I loved them all.

I’ve fallen farther,
fallen faster,
now captivated, I tumble—
enthralled with my grandchildren.
I love them each, ever and all.

~Jane Attanucci, “Falling” from First Mud

Six grandchildren in less than seven years
brings a bounty of baby hugs and snuggles.

With each one,
I fall farther and faster than ever before.

In a lifetime of falling head over heels
for those most precious to me,
a loving husband, two sons and a daughter,
dear friends and mentors,
numerous pups and ponies…

still none could prepare me for this ~

the blessing of loving our children’s children,
their smiles and giggles and arms wrapped around us

these have become most cherished
each, ever and all.

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