Parental Love

(For Angie and Adam)

Dr. Jamie Yvette
We mourned innocence lost,
marveled at knowledge gained.
Such a major metamorphosis,
yet one thing remains unchanged -
parental love never fades,
only finds courage to let go.
No longer a feather on a chain,
you have plans and dreams to sow.
We watched you fly away;
you quickly learned to soar.
Still, we look forward to the day
you'll walk back through the door
and let out a sigh, now knowing
what we've felt all along -
out of all the destinations in this world,
none could ever compare to home.

Published by Dr. Jamie Yvette - Featured Education Contributor

Dr. Jamie Yvette is a passionate and versatile writer whose expansive library on AC is a reflection of her diverse writing interests.  View profile

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  • Priyanka4/24/2012

    WOW! WHAT A AMAZING POEM!

  • SAIKAT KUMAR DUTTA2/2/2008

    Very nice poem.

  • Josienita Borlongan1/30/2008

    Excellent execution! I love the depth of this poem :)

  • Kim Linton1/29/2008

    We have five children (ages 15-26) and watching our baby become a woman is a wonderous, but sad thing. I think you have captured these emotions beautifully with this piece.

  • Shanika1/28/2008

    Beautiful and inspiring. I dread the day my baby leaves us. But you remind me that I will be able to look forward to her coming home (of course, Id rather she just never left :) Well done!

  • mwtsaginaw1/28/2008

    Keep 'em coming, you've been hiding this little bright light under the bushel basket! (Did you show hubby that other piece?)

  • Charles Reynolds1/27/2008

    Amazing. Guess I never came across your poetry before. You have such wonderful emotional radar with your words.

  • Wise Lady1/27/2008

    Absolutely beautiful.

  • Momie T.1/26/2008

    Wow! This is excellent and how I'm sure I'll be feeling when any of mine "leave the nest". P.S. It's me, Momie Tullotes from AC. I'm just on a different computer. ;-)

  • Kay Whittenhauer1/26/2008

    "Mourning innocence lost" is the phase I'm in right now with my soon-to-be 13 year old. These are bittersweet years. Beautiful poem.

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