My children grown

My children grown and suddenly,
the sense of something lost,
intangible and barely known;
I'd overlooked the cost.

As I had stretched in welcome,
in tumultuous birthing hour
a sense of new beginnings
rose; for time to then devour.

It seemed eternity had called
and smiling, offered all,
yet written small, ironically,
the words:'A loan. No more.'

Time took drifting wisps of years,
rolled up and ravelled fast,
and handed them so seriously;
the day did come at last.

And with the final reckoning,
the coins for counting called,
I straightened childhood's collar
and waved a sad farewell.

The cost had risen with the years,
a price I'd never thought,
yet one to pay with honour;
my children's future bought.

 

This week I want you to write a poem all about 'growing up'. This could be interpreted in a number of ways, such as:-

• The moment you realised you were no longer a child, or conversely, the moment you realised you were an adult.
• Write about what 'growing up' means
• A situation where you HAD to grow up (what happened, why?, what did you feel?)
• A comparative poem- being a child v.s being an adult
• A poem about 'not growing up'
• A poem about your own child growing up
• Write about the relationship with your siblings as you grew up
• You could even write about life-cycles! write a poem about that peculiar caterpillar if you want to!
  
  http://dversepoets.com/2013/01/12/poetics-growing-up/#respond