For You

For You

A Poem by Charles Konsor

We all want to believe our children will love us
Hold us, kiss us, stay with us,
and wrap their little hands around our fingers
Big eyes watch big people with big love

But they're a squirmy type
Run away, out of our arms
No matter how far we stretch

Exploring dust bunnies in corners
Carrying shoes to bury in the sand box
They all, will all, run away

And you see then,
Perhaps they are not yours.

Individuals behind those big eyes
And we, again, are left to watch
Like past loves left,
Mother, fathers, gone,
And a thousand friends,
drifted away

We own no one,
Our children owe nothing
And we will all realize how little we are
How alone we are

And in that we must find some happiness
We must find some truth
For them, for us,
For you

© 2015 Charles Konsor


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I am here, in this place you describe so well.

Alone, in the middle. Alone as a son and a father.
Both drawing away, and having been drawn away from.

My father; me, a father and
My sons; me a son.

And do they see the writer's heart I wear on my writer's sleeve, my parents, my children. me, in the middle.

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Posted 17 Years Ago


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Awesome writing. Reminds me of my daughter who recently turned 18 and no longer lives at home. I know she must walk her path, her journey on her own just as I did.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is a lovely poem and so true. Eventually, children will grow up and spread their wings leaving parents behind. Though I'm not an expert in poetry, maybe you should do something about the repetition of "big". Just a suggestion, but as I said I'm no expert.
All in all, I love the pictures you portray.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Awesome poem!! Keep up the great work

Posted 10 Years Ago


The meaning was eloquently articulated and was so very poignant. Great that you put such a positive spin on a concept that can seem so sad.

I really enjoyed reading what you had to say.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It makes me think about going off to college and how I've learned how to become my own person, very nice.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Waoooo .. fabulous.. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


How true, really very beautiful poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I am not the person to review a poem. But I liked it. It brought a smile to my face and a nod of my head. It is very nice thank you.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Watch 'em grow and leave the nest...some are near; some far,
Nature and her script all over again..from moon's rising to sun's setting,
And sad but resigned contentment in the thought of departing..
knowing "we own no one" knowing "How alone we are "

Valor!


Posted 11 Years Ago


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Added on February 6, 2008
Last Updated on January 23, 2015
Tags: children, poetry, growing up, ownership, love, memories, dust bunnies

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Charles Konsor
Charles Konsor

Portland, OR



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