A Young Mom's Poem

It's my youngest grandson's first birthday, today.  I found this poem years ago, when I was a young mom, and have kept it in my files as it is so sweet.  Thought I'd share it with you other mothers, especially to you, Jessica, as this is Joshua's day.

Cyclone
It's quiet now,
the cyclone passed,
destruction in its wake.
The room is filled with limp balloons
and smeared with chocolate cake.
As I survey the damage,
I feel strangely close to tears.
An eras....passed.
A door has closed.
I can't slow down the years.
I watch them now,
my giggling brood,
so earnestly at play.
And stoop to brush
the crumbs aside,
The baby's one, today!