For You

We all want to believe our children will love us
Hold us, kiss us, stay with us,
and wrap their little hands around our fingers
Big eyes watch big people with big love

But they're a squirmy type
Run away, out of our arms
No matter how far we stretch

Exploring dust bunnies in corners
Carrying shoes to bury in the sand box
They all, will all, run away

And you see then,
Perhaps they are not yours.

Individuals behind those big eyes
And we, again, are left to watch
Like past loves left,
Mother, fathers, gone,
And a thousand friends,
drifted away

We own no one,
Our children owe nothing
And we will all realize how little we are
How alone we are

And in that we must find some happiness
We must find some truth
For them, for us,
For you

Reviews

[Marc Mccune]

I am here, in this place you describe so well.

Alone, in the middle. Alone as a son and a father.
Both drawing away, and having been drawn away from.

My father; me, a father and
My sons; me a son.

And do they see the writer's heart I wear on my writer's sleeve, my parents, my children. me, in the middle.

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[LuciaMarie]

This a very touching poem, it hits close to home even though i don't even have children. It reveals the illusion that most parents have an try so desperately hold onto.

[Trixolomanea]

Wow, I was overwhelmed by this poem. It truly touched me. (Parenthood is something really important/special for me) It's beautiful. I have no other words, really...

I want to thank you for writing such a beautiful poem!

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I really love this write, especially the last stanza, so true.
Such a wonderful write.

[Coyote Poetry]

A very true poem. Children will grow up and leave us. Our job as parent is to teach them to be careful and how to love. No-one can be control unless they want the control. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Kim's Poems]

Loved the last stanza on this, So truthful and wonderful

[Lively]

Lovely.

[Sukriti Suki]

we are very alone, all alone...love the thought.

[Marisa Kathleen Lopez]

This is such a bitter-sweet poem, I believe. It sweet in the respects that its about children and their adorable ways but bitter for we know what is written is true.

Very good, I love it. :)

[Hi]

This gives me a future look at what children might be, but I will have to be careful for now on about this, thanks for you poem!