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My Child |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
I watched you take that first small step I watched you grow with verve and pep I watched you fall and skin your knee I watched you when you needed me I watch you grow so much each day I watch you start to move away I watch your independence grow I watch the seed that I did sow I watch you prove to me each day Your skill improves as you play I've watched you growing up so fast Slow it down! Make these moments last I've watched you age from none to eight It's gone to fast, I want to wait All too soon, you will be all grown What then, will I be all alone? |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I've often felt this way too, Marilyn. You have put those feelings into beautiful words! This touched me deeply. ------------------ Denise |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Denise...your words are a great compliment. You are an accomplished poet and to have moved you with my simple words...  . Thankyou. |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Excellent work, Marilyn. No, we do not become alone. We simply branch out. Part of us goes with them, wherever they are. Then we get a dog. |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Treasure the moments you have each one is a jewel--and even when they get full grown, to moms they are still her babies. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Treasure every memory put them in a jewelled box. I feel this way to Marilyn, what'll I do when Dylan leaves the nest. Beautifully done, and again your sister fully understands and feels the same. I can't offer advice only understanding and hugs ------------------ The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate. ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Sir Balladeer...an excellent from you stir my soul! I am speachless..Thankyou. (I always wanted a nice golden lab.. )Martie....I treasure every moment...even the cross ones. Isis....The moments will live forever in my jeweled heart. For my children are my life and with out them I am nothing. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
They grow far too fast my friend  |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Don't worry, Marilyn - They keep coming home... they really do... |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Marilyn, I often wonder all those things myself. They grow way too fast. This is truly a beautiful poem.------------------ What comes from the heart goes to the heart. Samuel Coleridge |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
You've captured every mothers' feelings in such a touching way Marilyn... Like this piece much.... ------------------ A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire! |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Ruth...Much too fast my friend. Nan....I am glad they keep coming home! then you get to see the grandchildren...*S* (Oh grandchildren! Much too soon to be thinking of them...lol) Dark Angel...Thankyou my friend. Pepper....I am glad that you enjoyed this one. |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
wonderful Marilyn.....wonderful....I have a poem to post as a proper reply. Robert |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
They are grown and gone all too soon. Greatest hope is that when they fly from the nest they have sturdy wings. |
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