Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Spring

And so you have come to take her away…
I had expected your arrival but now that you are here,
I cannot say I welcome this day
But it is inevitable, the bud must bloom and spring will arrive
And with its bellowing sunshine, it will change our paths…

No longer does she come to sit at my side; no longer does she tell me the long stories of her day
I watch her smile and know that I may never know what gave her such rush
But all flowers must bloom, spring must arrive as it does every year, I cannot change its ways

And so she leaves; hands full of plans and heart full of joy
And I watch from the window as she begins to walk down her own path
No more midnight talks, no more why is life thus?

I remember her perfect little body curled up next to me
Her little arms wrapped around mine, her love intoxicating,
Her perfect rosebud lips curled into a most angelic smile
Yet, all flowers have their time to bloom and here comes her time to shine

Her days by my hearth are numbered already the allure of life calls her name
No more hugs in the middle of the night to soothe her troubled dreams
No more kisses to fix life’s little scrapes
She comes filled with sunshine, with dreams and hopes
and as she waltzes down the merry path of the life she has divined,
I look at her move away from me, and recognize the woman she will become.

For a time comes to all mothers when we realize we are the epicenter no more
This child who depended on us has grown her own wings and fly she will, even if she falls
Yet in my heart remains, the bounce of her curls on my chest as we cuddled together for the night, the hundredth kiss goodnight and moment I first looked into her eyes, alas it was love at first sight

And so you have come to take her from me, to lead her to her own time
She will walk from my door, needing me no more and soon will fly to new heights
Be gentle with her; remind her always she is loved
For I too was once seduced by your song, I remember your pull in my heart

But this isn’t my trip, my time of spring has long past,
Her spring is dawning and soon comes the moment when she will be gone from my arms
And so she walks towards you
Lord Life you’ve come with your inevitable song, she now follows your enchanting road
And so her wings open wide and she welcomes the spring of her soul
Go dearest child of my heart, I remember what it’s like to fly….

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