Summertime

There is summertime in your hair when the sunshine plays between each strand, letting them slip between her fingers like waterfalls at dusk; when your laughter fills the summer air like the warm fragrance of lilacs and chamomile at twilight’s passage; when your smile fills my heart with the light of dawn upon its wake and the joy of life within its embrace; when you frolic about like a beautiful butterfly chasing the gaiety of life’s euphoria through your precious little eyes, brimming with laughter and joy, mischief and wonder, capering in the dewy grass of morning and with the fireflies at night.  You are the summertime of my womb, the sunshine in my life.

Author's Note

I wrote this poem for my daughter in 2011

Photo from: http://christaisgoingtonyc.wordpress.com

Reviews

[Laura]

This is absolutely stunning. I love your use of nature and the seasons to portray your love for your daughter. This poem uses beautiful imagery to tale a magnificent tale of the incredible bond between mother and daughter. I love it, it's breathtaking! Great work, I'm sure your daughter was very touched by it.

[Karen]

Thank you so much for this beautiful comment. My family is often inspiration for my writing, and sometimes it's worth sharing, as in this poem, and sometimes it's not (hehe). Thank you again!

[An owl on the moon]

This is a beautiful, triumphant, wondrous and wild dedication to your daughter! Made me smile to sense the warmth and joy that summer bring, and that she brings you endlessly... :)

[Karen]

Thank you. My daughter is quite wondrous and wild! Haha! She makes me laugh and smile and write poetry! I love her so much!

[Angi]

This is lovely! The last two sentences had me tearing up. Seriously! My baby girl will be 14 in September. Time goes wisps away like smoke. Angi~

[Karen]

Time does go too fast, and my little girl is quickly turning into a young lady. I'm glad we get to immortalize our children at a defined age with each poem we write about them. I've made it my habit to write a poem on the first day my daughter goes back to school so that each year she starts the year with something dedicated to her. But as the years pass, I wonder whether she'll continue to appreciate this. Even if she doesn't, I do it more for her for when she's an adult, and for me now as an adult. Does that make sense? [Sometimes I don't make sense... hehe]

[Angi]

That makes perfect sense. I have a book that I write to my kids in. It's for me now and for them later. They grow too fast. My son is starting college in the fall. Tearing up, again. Ha!

[Karen]

I try not to rush their growing up in wondering what they would be like in a few years because I want to relish where they're at now, but sometimes that's hard when what they're doing is not as cute or poetic (lol).

[Sami Khalil]

Motherly love that is exhibited through birth and rebirth of the summer season where the sun of her daughter always shines through her dark days ...A splendid write...:)

[Karen]

Thank you, Sami! She does shine through on those dark days! Thank you for reading and commenting!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Dara]

'You are the summertime of my womb, the sunshine in my life.' This is a beautiful tribute to your daughter. Your love shines through, especially in those last lines. The details in which you describe her and everthing else that surrounds her are written as only a mother could do. I loved this one.

[Karen]

Thank you! Indeed I love my children very much, and my daughter is so special to me because she is so like me when I was that age, and I did not realize how frustrating that must have been for my mother (haha!). But I do love her and she makes me so happy! Thank you for reading and commenting!

[Kelly Scheppers]

"There is summertime in your hair..."

Such an eloquent opening, deriving so many pleasures! I can relate to this with a memory of a child now grown, or to a loved one, now departed. Isn't that the beauty of poetry? The way in which it is interpreted from the poet's hand?

My best,
Kelly

[Karen]

That is the beauty of poetry, isn't it! To read a piece of writing and interpret it to your understanding and experience. Thank you for reading and commenting!

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, Karen, this is so lovely. Your words for your daughter hold the same sentiment as my words for my granddaughter....the funny thing is we both wrote them in 2011. We were meant to meet here at Writer's Care! Heartwarming maternal love in every line and beautiful imagery. I especially liked this simile "like a beautiful butterfly chasing the gaiety of life’s euphoria." Heavy sigh......so lovely! Lydi**

[Karen]

Thank you, Lydi! I do believe we were meant to meet here because your words echo my own and express what I would like to express in writing! Thank you for your comment on this piece. It is special to me because it is about my daughter, and she means so much to me. As she grows up, I know changes will come but I hope I can continue to write about her enchantment with life and nature.