The Swing

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.

swing

9 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Billybuc
    Dec 31, 2013 @ 08:12:14

    A very lovely look at the span of life. Well done, Randee. Happy New Year.

    Reply

  2. Lynette d'Arty-Cross
    Dec 31, 2013 @ 09:33:23

    Beautiful poem! Happy New Year!

    Reply

  3. ronnie
    Dec 31, 2013 @ 09:35:29

    Wow..awesome poem..happy new year!

    Reply

  4. wbdeejay
    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

    Reply

  5. shirlld
    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/

    Reply

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