Everyone says they grow up so fast.
They say you will miss those days.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
I try to hold on.
To make it last.
To stretch it out longer.
But in the end, the day is the day.
It is here, then it passes.
It becomes yesterday.
You can try to capture the moment.
Keep it in a frame.
Commit it to memory.
Try as you might.
Others have tried, too.
The reality remains;
This passes, too.
They grow up.
Fast or slow.
They grow up.
And one day (today),
JR will too.
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