My children have grown, away, to have lives of their own, <br />Unaware of the years, of joy and of tears, <br />That saw them mature, thru heartaches and fears. <br />Seldom do they pause, look back and see, <br />standing here, their father and me. <br /> <br />Do they see we're real people with hopes and feelings, <br />often hurt by words and thoughtless dealings? <br />With us, with each other, mother father, sister brother, <br />Careless with our hearts and the hearts of one another. <br /> <br />Do they understand or even consider <br />that we don't belong to the highest bidder! <br />Each of them have a special precious place <br />that no other can fill, erase or trace. <br /> <br />It only takes a touch, a hug or a smile, <br />to float us on cloud nine for quite a while. <br />And even greater joy, content and satisfaction <br />when they benefit from their own responsible action. <br /> <br />But perhaps its just me who has more maturing to do, <br />To let them go, to let them live their lives <br />And just say 'I love you.' <br /> <br />Yes, my children have grown, <br />and I hope they will sometimes pause, look back and see, <br />Still standing here, their father and me.<br /><br />marion carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-children-have-grown/
