There you go again
my little one,
swinging high
swinging low
flying through the air,
waiting for me
to catch you
like I always do.
Will this set you
up for life
or somewhere
along the way,
could you misjudge
your flight just
once when I'm
not there for you?
But I pray that
never happens
and you keep on
flying high
with trust intact
and someone there
to catch you
the way I do.
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | December 28, 2010 - 18:55
What a wonderful poem, so full of love, and you have used the metaphor of a swing so very effectively.
Well done on the cherry.
Tina
insertponceyfre... | December 28, 2010 - 20:50
the thing I like about your poems seashore is how you're so sparing in your language - less is more.
luigi_pagano | December 28, 2010 - 21:08
Exquisite poem, seashore. Straight and to the point.
Worthy of the cherry.
seashore | December 28, 2010 - 23:11
Thank you so much Tina, insert and Luigi - I really appreciate your comments.
Thanks to the cherry-pickers too.
Amna | December 29, 2010 - 02:16
Lovely :)
Amna | December 29, 2010 - 02:16
Lovely :)
seashore | December 29, 2010 - 09:17
Thank you very much for reading and commenting, Amna. Glad you liked it.
Geoffrey | December 30, 2010 - 12:29
Just caught up with your last three. Usual results.
seashore | December 30, 2010 - 12:31
I never know whether that's good or bad, Geoff!
Kahdai | January 3, 2011 - 22:41
seashore this is such a wonderful poem! Could be sad for some people to read though x K
seashore | January 3, 2011 - 23:44
Thanks again Kahdai for reading my work, liking this one and taking the trouble to say so.
It wasn't about anyone in particular really - more a generalisation about the trust between parent and child.