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Bittersweet Indeed
Contributed by
invierno
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Monday, 24th March 2014 @ 02:29:55 PM in AEST
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He cleans his own scraped knees now-
I don't get to ask him where and how-
I don't pour peroxide, bandage it,
My boy's a man now-
his wound, his fix.
Tending and being tended
by other hearts and other loves,
I'm on the back half of the train now,
Still on board but less part of.
Sadness could consume me,
For I hear less of him with time,
But in the way a train runs
Traversing varied climes;
Some are cold with chill,
Other's hot with life's abundant thrills,
but in my time here on earth,
There is not one thing to equal
My son's birth.
Copyright ©
invierno
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2014-03-24 14:29:55]
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Re: Bittersweet Indeed
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 25th March 2014 @ 12:15:57 AM AEST
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Children definitely grow up too fast but it is also a joy to witness their growing.
This was really a heartwarming and enjoyable read.
Thank you,
Tim |
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Re: Bittersweet Indeed
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 7th July 2014 @ 02:54:31 PM AEST
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now this is beautifully penned and heartfelt- a
true joy to read, our children are precious gifts, thank
you for sharing !
hugs n' love nessa |
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