Coming Of Age

         A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.  ~Washington Irving
     

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Blink once
Little toes
Big blue eyes
Beautiful nose
Handsome angel
Years have sent
Heaven herself cries
The sight of it
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Infant motions
Learning to crawl
Where are those days now
I’ve missed it all
Hair grows lighter
Time outside spent
Miracle of life
Unfold from it
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Little words
Sound so sweet
Come from your mouth
Tiniest peep
Joyously laughing
Not knowing the struggles ahead
Time spent wasted
I should have cherished it
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First notion
Giant leap
Little footstep
Hard to sleep
Wobbling and prancing
You own it all
Life has me cold
You thaw my soul
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Rock and roll band
New man to call dad
Losing sight
Of what you once had
Watch closely
I’ll lose you on the street
Hoping once
To stunt the growth
Life passes quickly
Of this I know
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Another year past
Growing still as fast
First day of school
You know all the rules
Taking in your surroundings
Moving on with life
Easy transition
Until we have to say goodbye
Tears stream down
“He’s just overwhelmed”
He’ll be okay by the first bell
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Hallways are empty
I sit down
Eyes to dry
Kisses goodbye
It hurts more than most
As simple task to show
Falling apart
I don’t want to see him go
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Little words
Sound so sweet
Come from your mouth
Tiniest peep
Joyously laughing
Not knowing the struggles ahead
Time spent wasted
I should have cherished it

Author's Note

This was written for my oldest son, Today it hit me that he would be starting his first day of pre-k this year and I cried. I want to say it hit me like a ton of bricks but what hit me was ten times worse that a ton of brick, It was like someone had hit me with a semi. I had done my best not to cry, for fear nobody would understand why I was crying or that they would judge me. But I truly believe that most will understand when they grow up and have a family of their own and understand the bond between a mother and son the way that I do. Please enjoy and read through the rest of my poetry if you would like.

Reviews

[Shiningwolf]

I don't know why, but everytime I read something like this, someone growing. I always feel sad. I think it's because I am growing up myself. 1 year till I will be 18 and graduating. These types of writings make me realize that life is short, very short. Cherish your youth while you have it. And always take on everyday with a smile. Cherish those ones dear to you. Because before long, they will be gone. I love this, very good job.

[Jess Holden]

I love this

[Chris]

You never dissappoint. Your hands and heart must've been heavy while you were writing this. This poem clearly expresses that with it's intelligible yet captivating language.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Ali Gay, you have penned well the heartbreak a mother feels as she sees her little one growing up. They grow up so fast, don't blink.

[Sweet Emotions]

This is amazing. It really hit home for me in a way, because I was holding my 2 month old baby cousin for the first time today. I wished so much I could warn him about all the struggles that would come up, especially in our crazy family. I wish we could protect them all.

[∂αʌ<..]

its a vibrant poem...all those feelings..wow!

[☯]

This is beautiful, and also very heartbreaking. The thought of everyone growing up does hurt and make you think about a lot of things at once. I wouldn't judge you if you were crying because I think it happens to many. The poem itself is adorable and lovely. I can see the imagery you set into my mind and the emotions flowed equally. Amazing write :)

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This is so wonderful,
I enjoyed this read.

[Aristede Craig Jr]

Beautiful lovely ... omg I yearn for your repetition like Edgar Allen Poe I thought to see it but didn't and still it hit me wonderfully

[Celeste21]

You hit the nail on the head Ali. I have managed to be with my little one for 5 months now. I hope I can be a stay at home mommy as much as possible if we can afford it. I know when she gets older I will more than likely want some sort of other hobby, but I love my baby. I like watching her learn and grow. I love her to be in my presence and know that she will always be safe with me. There is no bond like a mother to her child. It is unique and special, but also very beautiful like this poem. (: A lucky son he is.