Clear or distorted, in your poem today tell us something about the reflections you see — in the world or in yourself.
Last Thursday, our son (who looks like me and thinks like me)
Walked out our door. Onto a plane. Into the real world.
He was ready.
Believe it or not, so were we.
I tried to be sad
As my friends sniffled and asked
How I was doing with it all
But I couldn’t dredge up sadness
All I could do was remember.
Back in the day — we were free
As he is now.
Friends join him, cheerfully decorating
The holiday tree for their first home.
His Facetime calls are simply
A reflection —
of how life used to be.
This post is part of the Poetry 101 course from the WordPress Blogging University.
11 responses to “Reflections – Poetry Day 2”
A sweet reflection tinged with nostalgic sadness…as least there is Facetime – there was none of that when I left for university many years ago 🙂
This was a really good read, a different take on reflections. Nicely done!
Thank you!
Awww. A mother’s love and a mother’s pride. 🙂
I’m so glad you were not sad. If you had been, I would have told you this. It’s a most marvelous experience to have a grown child to play with when he comes back from time to time. The relationship shifts a bit, and it is delightful.
My reaction caught me by surprise. There were tears in my eyes!!!! This is the first of my next-generation relatives to strike out on his own. God bless you, young man. I love you.
Awwww, that is so sweet!!!!! Thanks.
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Thank you!
You are welcome.
I like the reflection pics.. nice
Thanks 🙂