I played with the term saplings and inferred that children are our future. That the past generations have been nurturing and raising their kids from saplings so that they can create a better life.
I agree with your inference. Without children, we have no future. I think your poem really shows how children need room to grow with love. Your last line is spot on.
In aging I have found insight into what your poem speaks to. At a certain point in our life, we realize that it is not about us, it is about the future. Beautifully done, and wise.
This put me in mind of something I read that said our generation (referring to North America) is the first in recorded history to have a lower quality of living than the previous one, in terms of natural resources, crime rates, career opportunities and so on. Hopefully those generations are waiting to put us in our place, as we've most certainly screwed the next one over even more than the previous one did to us. I hate to put such a pessimistic spin on what I think is supposed to be an optimistic piece...hopefully you can forgive me for that :P But it just goes to show what a good haiku can do with a mere seventeen syllables. And this is obviously a very good one^^
That's very true. "Let us feed the saplings with water and light"--that's actualy a central quote from one of my favorite series--this haiku reminded me of that
Heyyy Shakespeares!! I'm Jolie, 24, and a free spirit. Welcome to my little corner on the cafe. :D
I mostly write poetry, but I've dabbled at stories and I do write my own lyrics for guitar. And.. more..