my son comes by and looks over my shoulder at his picture on my PC's wallpaper he analyses it carefully seeing himself as so young, so innocent he can't believe he was ever that young and innocent (he's twenty now)
life spans before him like the view from a tollbooth at a suspension bridge his motor revving a little he looks at the collector in the booth then at the long span over the river of life ready to ride, he presses the gas, confidently grips the wheel and pulls away, the music in his ears
My daughter is 19 second semester in college and a very confident young lady.. they grow very fast.. treasure them when they are little.. Lady Ode said it all... very lovely poem to you wonderful son..
Hi, agoodguy2have, confidently grips the wheel... another way, says, "Hey, parent, a job well done!" And, that's music to everyone's ears. Well done!
paloma66Manukau, Auckland New ZealandAug 23, 2011
Well done as a dutiful parent,yes they grow like trees and sometimes we have to look up and admire them for their stature and position. Lovely write GG.
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confidently grips the wheel
and pulls away, the music in his ears
This poem is so like my grandson who is 25 and lives in Ohio, I don't know where the years have gone.
Lovely poem GG
confidently grips the wheel... another way, says, "Hey, parent, a job well done!" And, that's music to everyone's ears. Well done!