And there you are.
Sweet child in white washed sheets
of childhood's glow.
A summer day that never fades.
Embracing, loving, being. I seek,
Soft eyes smiling.
And pray your heart will never change.
The tender green the gentle
gaze, cast my way. As if to sea,
On the breath of a song.
Chasing clearings through
bracken, fern and mossed branch.
Oh, how I think I know the way.
Still, it seems I'm only ever following
behind a trail of dreams
and falling leaves
You'd always left behind for me.
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The hope filled trails her footsteps
etch across my heart
The grace I find in
... stopping, seeking, following.
yes. beautiful heart words. mine speaks these too.
ReplyDeleteLove this:
ReplyDelete"Oh, how I think I know the way.
Still, it seems I'm only ever following"
As mom's we are always following and leading at the same time!
Blessings,
Stacey from the Gratitude Community
Lovely poem filled with a mother's love for her sweet child. I am blessed to have stopped by your blog today.
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~a
What a beautiful reflection on parenthood--and I adore the title of your blog!
ReplyDeleteNice to meet you! Found you over at A Holy Experience. Looking forward to connecting with you lots more!
ReplyDeleteI'm your newest follower!
Traci
http://www.ordinaryinspirations.blogspot.com
Lovely to "meet" you Traci :)
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