Come Here and Touch the Green Green

A poem to my darling new grandson, Lucas. It's somewhat of an introduction to the world -- tempered with the wonder of a child's perception. The rain is the cleansing, healing, rain...but...

b"h 

March 21, 2013

Come here and touch the green green

Grass. Come here and look up at the sky.

Come here and see the stars and the

Moon and the sun and the clouds -- and

Stand in the fields of golden grain and

Run down the hills and climb the 

Mountains and swim swim swim in the sea.

Come here and know that this is yours

To behold and to love. Fear not the

Wars and the pain. Neither fear the

Cold cold wind.  But come here, my child. 

Come here and feel the rain.

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

I felt something very Latin, if not Roman in these worlds. A new son of the House demands nothing more than the Love of The Gods.


Nice

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you for reading and reviewing the poem. Your view is fascinating. I appreciate it. --David

[waif]

I guess if we can instill a sense of wonder in the children in our lives we have done them a great service. Yes, the world can be hard, and many find that out through those who are meant to shelter, but then there are those who are lucky enough to have their eyes opened (early) to the beauty that is inherent. It is a blessing for a child to have a caring, sensitive guide to show them the grace of life. This was a joy to read, does a heart good.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you Sylvie for your wonderful words. we are trying to help his parents give this child what we grandparents never had. what a pleasure he is. you are absolutley right. the world is not an easy place, but i think the parents and grandparents can instill a kind of positive and hopeful attitude in ghe child. i hope so. we try our best. thanks for reading and commenting. so glad you like it. david

[SHEEMA HUQ]

This is ismply wonderful, soft spoken affection.....

[Firestone Feinberg]

I just typed a thabk you but it got lost... anyway, please accept my apology for not getting back to for so long. we were, of course, very involved with our WONDERFUL grandson. he is now abt four months. then there were other things... thanks so much for your warm words and be well, david

[Carissa Marie]

What a beautiful picture you paint here sir. A beautiful introduction of our world. :)

[Firestone Feinberg]

Dear Maki thank you for your kind words. Keep writing. You have more ability than you know. --david

[Carissa Marie]

Thank you so much sir! I sure will. But you are an amazing poet as well. :)

[Firestone Feinberg]

But just listen to me. I am almost old enough to be your grandfather. Respect your elders. A few if us, on occasion, know what we're talking about! --david

[Carissa Marie]

hahaha. I am listening. actually, i am studying to be a writer. :D

[Muse]

what a stunning tribute to a new love in your life.

Fear not the
Wars and the pain. Neither fear the
Cold cold wind. But come here, my child.
Come here and feel the rain.

already you offer protection from all of life's storms...beautiful.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you, Muse, for your wonderful words. You made me appreciate the poem in a new way. You should see this little angel. What a cutie! --david

[Frieda P]

I know exactly who you had in mind when you wrote this...simply gorgeous, and the love shines through.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Dearest Frieda,
You got it exactly. It was easy to write this poem. It just zoomed out of my heart. That little boy has captured me. I suffer from withdrawal if I don't see him for a few days... but my son is good about taking pictures and 'face-timing' us. Thanks for your kindness and your friendship. --David

[quinfinn]

i notice you didn't feel compelled to use your "variational" English for this write and i must say it impresses upon me the fact that you are totally enamored with your grandchild and feel as if your heart is writing the words for you in this gorgeous piece. i envy you David. i never had children of my own and will never know this complete and utter joy that you have chosen to share with us all. blessings and hope and love to you and your beautiful family. wonderful write!

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you so much, quin, for your wonderful words and your heartfelt care and your dear wishes. You are right. I am still in the clouds from the excitement and flood of love that came with little Luke. Only now am I reaching down to the mountain tops. That's why it took this long for me to reply: they don't have computers (yet) in the celestial realms. I more than appreciate your spectacular gift of kindness and I know your feelings are genuine. It's a pleasure to know you. Thanks so much! --David

[kookoobananas]

your writing almost always leaves me breathless. The simplicity you use is something that you have completely mastered, and it's exhilarating in this sort of still and silent way. It always leaves me inspired, beautiful piece!

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you so much for your kindess and generosity! You made my day! But ya know what... I don't even feel like I wrote this poem -- I just held the pen. The true author is my darling three- week old grandson! Thanks, again. Have a great evening! --David

[John]

Simple, touching and deeply felt.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thanks, John. It is as you say. Hope you are well. -- David

[Marie]

I'm sure he'll enjoy it when he's old enough to read.

[Firestone Feinberg]

I hope so... thanks for taking the time to read and review! -- David