Poetry

Living upon the growing sun

written by: Deena6a

Living upon the growing sun

Clitter clatter falls my child
as I watch him grow
Across the sidewalk, the devil stocks
the future he will go
Stealing from me
my only life seed
Demons go away!
I will hold him
My only born son
You, devil, I will fade
The growing sun, dawn
reaches for the sky
His tiny hand claps, to wave good-bye
Tightly squeeze the breathing soul
I must take the final toil
face my fear
or forever eyes filled with tears
Place an open flower
down upon the ground
take away the sadness,
let go of the frown
Today I am happy
Playing in his mighty glow
with me, I take my only hope
Pray that he (my son) may stay
Let him stay
Let him play
I please beg


(This was written shortly after my first son was born, and expresses my overflowing amount of emotion I didn't expect to have for him. I loved his so strongly and so deeply that I was terrified something bad would happen, and lived a very long time in fear, he would be taken from me. It was a journey in itself to realize that you have to let your child walk his path and have faith that all will turn out ok, and pray you get to see him living in the sun for a long long time. )