Mother
I listen
as remnants
of yesteryear
flicker
In your
greying eyes...
I watch
as a youthful
smile
dances
across your face...
You transcend
time
as I revel
In your tales
of old
and for that
moment...
We share
youthful bliss...
Temari
neonman
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Temari, this is one of your best. Succint, pertinent and a great ending. My compliments.
MZCARTER
All these idiots must have been beaten as children or had a bad childhood 2 think that this poem was not beautiful...God I hate people...they get more ignorant as the years progress...more proof that this world is coming 2 an end....*ranting* =) This was lovely dear...I'm sure half these fockers can't even write their name...let alone scribe beautiful poetry...
C.S.Scotkin
Yes indeed Temari, I must second the Neonman! This is wonderful, and any Mother would love to hear this. Well done!
vitraux
To see the child in an old woman's eyes is to understand that life and the scars left by time. May you cherish both ,always.
King of Biscuits
A story shared to teach, and inspire. Held captive by words, and drawn by life. Lovely.