The first day of school
Neat hair, shiny shoes,
Your uniform, crisp and new
Bag on your back, not quite moulded to you.
The days they became
So routine, so planned,
Week after month after year
Time indeed does pass, back then it was so unclear.
In school you moved forward
Study and adolescence,
Trademarks of those years
So too your teachers, your surroundings, your peers.
My child, my heart
You are etched into my soul,
You learned and moved away in order to succeed
And in the place of my heart now a dry, brittle seed.
There were tears
There was laughter,
Every moment honest and true
To have you back for one moment, oh what I would do.
Today, tommorrow
Whether you reach your goals, or not,
You are loved, you are complete
Now, expecting to see you, is my raison d'etre, my treat.
And as these days pass
You too will patiently wait,
For your own child, to reward you
For your own child, to reward you
With a fine sliver of their life, just a moment or two.
Copyright: Mervat @ The Writing Instinct
10 comments:
Beautiful writing, Mervat. On a subject we all relate to only too well.xx♥
That's just beautiful, and a subject I'm very aware of with my own children.
What poignant, thought provoking words. Beautifully done, Mervat.
You did such a wonderful job with your child. So sad and yet so fulfilling at the same time. Beautiful poem and beautiful to read of your love.
"Today, tommorrow
Whether you reach your goals, or not,
You are loved, you are complete
Now, expecting to see you, is my raison d'etre, my treat."
Mother's love to a child !
Mervat, Beautiful piece of writing…
You captured this branch of motherhood so well! As I write this I let my Meggie take another small step forward towards more independence and it is so rewarding on one level and heartwrenching on another. Your words are beautiful and deep, truly touching. Made me smile & cry at the same time -- you so often do :)
Natalie: Thank you and yes it certainly something we all relate to. xo
notSupermum: Thank you. Sometimes i guess we just have to let things be, but others we need to express how we feel and this is my interpretation.
Absolute Vanilla (and Atyllah): Welcome and thank you for your kind words. They are much appreciated.
G. Coppard: We all do our best and hopefully that is good enough and can give us some reassurance when we need it.
Printemps: Thank you. It means so much. xo
Kayleigh: I always am hesitant when posting poems for fear of how my words come across. As for the subject it certainly is pride but also pain we feel when our children move forward in something. Thank you so much for your supportive words. They mean so, so much.
xo
We are there! A son in Wyoming, a daughter several hours away. It is nice when they find that sliver of time to be home. The holidays mean even MORE now than when they were little, because the time is that much more precious. Some great, powerful emotions captured in a few rhythmic lines. Great poem.
Thank you. I wrote these words from my own perspective as my children get older but mainly from my parent's perspective. As happy as we are all to see them, I can feel that it truly is something they look forward to, and live for almost.
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