One day I turned around
I looked away
For a second
To reach for Mother’s hand
I heard a sound
And turned back ‘round
In a flash
Life; transformed
There I saw
Where stood before
Our family tree
Mother as roots;
I as the stem
And now; fruits
In a second
My youth forgotten
And maternal thoughts
My mind did fill
How so fast
Did this day come?
Once the stem
Now the roots
So quickly
Life transformed.
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
One day I turned around
I looked away
For a second
To reach for Mother’s hand
I heard a sound
And turned back ‘round
In a flash
Life; transformed
There I saw
Where stood before
Our family tree
Mother as roots;
I as the stem
And now; fruits
In a second
My youth forgotten
And maternal thoughts
My mind did fill
How so fast
Did this day come?
Once the stem
Now the roots
So quickly
Life transformed.
A simple poem describing how quickly life changes and our roles can go from that of a child (the fruit) to that of a parent (the roots).