Posted Wednesday October 12
Her mother holds her, feeds her, cleans and dresses her;
always there for every need.
*
One
moment the warmth of the womb, *
the next a strange new place,
for she’s in the springtime of her life.
In the summer of her life she blossoms, blooms
and
brings into this world a child of her own.
Weary with work she looks forward to the future,
Weary with work she looks forward to the future,
for now it’s the autumn of
her life and
her child is now a mother too.
In the winter of her life,
she gazes at the world through unfamiliar windows
unsure of where or who she is.
*
she gazes at the world through unfamiliar windows
unsure of where or who she is.
*
Her
daughter holds her, feeds her, cleans and dresses her;
always there for every
need.
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Wow! Moving. And sadly accurate.
ReplyDeleteNot the ending I would wish for though Darla!
DeleteOh Keith! This was just excellent! So true of our life cycles and how the child becomes the caretaker of the parent, or at least loving children do, remembering what their parents did for them. I am aghast at children who abandon their parents with little contact, even if the necessary physical help is being provided for. Growing old is not so much fun.
ReplyDeleteFortunately I am part of a very close family.WE are not all so lucky. Thanks Josie
DeleteLife, summed up in six very well written sentences!
ReplyDelete...sadly not for everybody. Thanks for dropping by.
DeleteSo, so good.
ReplyDeleteThank you Paul
DeleteGasp! WONDERFUL
ReplyDeleteI guess you liked it! Thanks Zoe
DeleteAnd love reigns supreme. Beautiful piece.
ReplyDeleteSo it does! Thank you Kristi
DeleteVery moving.
ReplyDelete...as is life. Thanks Stella
Deleteso beautiful, lovely and it is complete in six sentences.
ReplyDeleteI'm so pleased you liked it.
DeleteThis is lovely.
ReplyDeleteThanks Deborah
DeleteThis is beautiful. I often think of the seasons as a metaphor for life. Winter comes to all of us, which is maybe why summer is still my favorite season. (I'm trying to embrace fall, if you know what I mean).
ReplyDeleteI know exactly what you mean Val. I'm desperately trying to stop my leaves falling!
DeleteSpot on. Moving and touching.
ReplyDeleteNice of you to say so Paul
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