Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2016
I saw a small boy with his mother today….
                Bright-eyed and Rosy
                   Playful to intently Curious

            I saw a mother with her small child today….
                Glowing in her love
                   Laughing to intently Vigilant

             For a few Stolen Moments….
                 I was that Mother
                    you were that little Boy
                     and their Joy was Ours.

             Now the Bond has Shifted….
                 and I am the one clinging tightly to your hand
                    holding on to the memory of a time
                        *when I was your world and you were mine.
To Eric, my son
Deborah Downes
Written by
Deborah Downes  66/F/Gainesville FL
(66/F/Gainesville FL)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems