Fleeting, But Oh So Sweet

These days are coming to an end. One day soon, they won't want to play together in the tub, fighting sea monsters and sailing ships as the water turns cold. Already we are so far from the days where they wanted me next to them, hands in the water, playing along with their games. Now I listen from down the hall, except when I sneak a peek around the corner, and wait for them to call for me. I love these days. I cherish these days. They are fleeting, but oh so sweet.