Yesterday, in a rocking chair
in front of the fireplace
I read a baby a book
and took joy in his toddler giggle.
I played tea party
with a little girl with soft blonde ringlets.
And as the sun set
on the fields of snow,
I thought back to the summers
I watched you play baseball.
Sitting in the bleachers,
I wondered what it would be like
to watch our sons play-
perhaps on the same field one day.