Poet's Corner

[Mindful]

 

[Ropey]

I remember when I could do no wrong,
My words heard as a valued song.
His eyes, they shone of cultured pearl,
His love waved akin to the tail of a squirrel.

Now he has grown and sees so clear,
Father can be wrong even if held dear.
His words show perception edgewise and tall,
From a boy who once was so very small.

My love is allowing him to make his stand,
Grow his wisdom from his very own hand.
To share my story and leave it at that,
For he is now the one who is "at bat".

Today I see glimmers of that childish view,
Tendered in thoughts of the adult so true.
Willingly knowing that he shall be so,
If only allowed to blossom and grow.

Who is now a 40 year old man, married with children.

 

[Mindful]

 

[Mindful]

 

[Mindful]

And, one day
I looked back for you
But you weren’t there anymore
A stranger did I see
Looking back at me
And, in that very moment
I did promise
That I would keep on looking back for you
As I know
One day
I will
See you again

Poem written by Athey Thompson
Taken from “A Little Book Of Poetry”
by Athey Thompson.