I Am Still Your Child

Photography by Emily Bush

Courtesy of etsy.com

I am still your child

I cry when I realize I can’t call you

can’t ask you for advice

or make you proud

 

I am still your child

but now I am the only one

who remembers the smiling faces

in those black and white photos

 

I am still your child

your spark of consciousness

in this physical world

 

I am still your child

but you left me with this emptiness

and it grows with each passing year

 

Because

I am still your child

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Missing both my parents today just a little more than usual.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I had to read this becuz the title beckons hauntingly. You've expressed these oft-felt sentiments creatively with the sorrowful refrain that's oh-so-true in more ways than the parent-child sense. This refrain is fitting, even when one or both parents haven't lived up to their intended potential.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Barley. Lydi**

[Terpsichore]

Three years on Lydia and this is still one of the most poignant poems I have ever read.

It is always a pleasure to scroll the back pages of the cafe, so much to unearth.

T

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, my! This poem describes precisely how I feel today because it is the first night of Chanukah. I miss my mother and father more on holidays...I suppose we all do. Thank you so much for finding this one and the lovely review. Lydi**

[Érenn]

Man, i tear up pretty easily for a guy. I love my parents so much. They are my best friends and I would never swap them for anything in the world. Yeah I really loved this one. Memories are all you have left with you now. But I am sure your memories are something they have carried with them to their graves as well. Because I believe when someone dies all they carry to their grave are the memories they have created in their lives. ^^ Thank you for sharing ^^

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes, memories are precious and I have so many of my wonderful parents. Thank you for your warm review, Errenn. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

Grief fades but never leaves us completely, especially when it is one so close to us. Beautiful poem, glad I caught it in the feed.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, KL.....I wrote it over a month ago, but I guess when someone reviews it, it shows up again. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

Yes, that is the great thing sometimes. :)

[Carolynn]

I bet a day doesn't go by when you don't think of them - thus is very touching Lydia :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Carolynn. Lydi**

[Weeping willow]

Aww! I know the feeling,when my Mother passed,I fell apart,took a long time to cope with life again.Beautiful expression.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much. Lydi**

[Nisreen]

I guess as a woman we grow up thinking we are grown
but this little child is still inside
and such a beautiful way to place
i love your words

[Lydia Shutter]

We are never old enough not to need our parents. Thank you for the kind review, River. Lydi**

[Terpsichore]

'I am still your child.' Those few heartfelt words number among the most touching I have ever read.

T

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Terpsichore! Lydi**

[armin]

i am sorry Lydia about your parents. I could feel your pain and loss in your touching words.

Of course, life is nothing without parent's love and affection. They mean the world to us.

Beautiful poem.

Armin. ...

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Armin. Lydi**

[Gaurav]

Every work of yours gives me a pain. And, i truly crave for such pain because it makes me more human. What a wonderful portrait have you made here. Parents are the most beautiful gift for any being. Nice poem.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you for reading and letting me know your reaction to my words. Lydi**