Make Memories Everyday

The time our daughter was born was recorded.
The moment our son was got into this world was penned.
The time in between that we spent together was captured.
However, how ever much we tried to freeze time,
it just melted from our hands and soon vaporised into the air,
leaving distant memories of tantrums, cries and laughs.
The children grow up, sometimes on their own.
When we aren’t looking, they grow taller and broader.
They make their own friends a little later
Soon its time for them to make it on their own.
Today is what we have with them. Make it matter.