Life

a suffer surfs

a mother births

a father sits and waits

a daughter born

full of scorn

and hearts are filled with love

a mother sighs

daughter cry's

a father by her side

unknown future

careless past

memories that will last

hurtful words

feeling cursed

daughter grows

father knows

that soon the day will come

mother sits

hand in hand they pick

the perfect wedding dress

a lover waiting

a daughter shaking

a father to catch her tears

a mother waits

a father faints

and the cycle starts again

Reviews

[Hilary Adams]

I love the cyclical nature of this poem! The short, staccato lines really move the narrative along. Just a nitpicky spelling note, "cry's" should be "cries". Other than that, a beautifully crafted piece!

[mia]

thanks that means a lot :)