Watching You

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Watching You

I watched you come into t his world

I watched you learn to walk.

I vividly remember learning to understand you

when you began to talk.

I watched you as you learn to write,

I watched you learn to climb.

I tenderly listened to your gentle voice

reciting your nursery rhyme.

I watched you play among each other

Sometimes I’d watch you fight.

I watched and learnt that you’re not perfect,

But you generally did what was right.

I watched you hurt inside yourselves

And mainly because of me.

Before I watch life pass me by

I want you to know I’m sorry.

I pray one day you’ll understand

This poem makes me feel blue.

Because now I watch myself grow old

Instead of watching you.

 

 

© Copyright   All Rights Reserved    By: Jon M. Broadnax

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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