Her little girl
In the swing
Curious, energetic, bright
She pushes her
Learn, move, create
Harder, faster, higher
And the girl smiles.
Her daughter
In the swing
Inquisitive, assiduous, gifted
She teaches her to pump
Push, produce, live,
Harder, faster, higher
And the girl does.
Her teenager
In the swing
Introspective, lackadaisical, artsy
She watches her change paths
Grow, change, become herself
Twisting, slowing, nearly stopping
And the girl cries.
This young woman
In the swing
Discovering who she is
She watches as she
Looks up, beholds the sky
And resolves to pump again.
A String of Pearls 
Dec 31, 2013 @ 08:12:14
A very lovely look at the span of life. Well done, Randee. Happy New Year.
Dec 31, 2013 @ 09:00:09
Thanks Bill. It’s about my daughter. She’s only 17 so there are many verses left.
Dec 31, 2013 @ 09:33:23
Beautiful poem! Happy New Year!
Dec 31, 2013 @ 22:15:07
Thank you. A great new year to you as well.
Dec 31, 2013 @ 09:35:29
Wow..awesome poem..happy new year!
Dec 31, 2013 @ 22:15:27
Thank you. You have a great year also!
Dec 31, 2013 @ 15:43:14
A wonderful meditation on the path of life. Thankyou Randee. Happy New Year to you, my special message post coming shortly.
Peter
Dec 31, 2013 @ 22:16:01
Thanks for reading. Happy new year to you!
Dec 31, 2013 @ 22:31:03
I nominated you for an award. Thanks for your great blog. http://noncitygirl.wordpress.com/2014/01/01/blog-awards/