Cieste La Vie

WHAT IS LIFE BUT THE BLINK OF AN EYE
WE SET OUR GOALS AND CAN BUT TRY
TO MAKE IT A BETTER WORLD FOR THE ONES WE LOVE
BUT SOMETIMES WE ALL NEED A LITTLE SHOVE
AS WE STRIVE AND TOIL TO MAKE ENDS MEET
WE BEAR THE BURDERSOME WEIGHT ON OVERTIRED FEET
BRINGING UP OUR CHILDREN AS BEST WE CAN
ARE THEY GRATEFULL AS YOUR LIFE GOES DOWN THE PAN
FEED THEM EDUCATE THEM AND CLOTHE THEM AS WELL
ARE THEY HAPPY BUNNIES YOU NEVER CAN TELL
THEY FLY THE NEST AT 21 TO MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE 
AND SOON THEY WAKE UP WITH EGG ON THEIR FACE
THEY REALISE WHAT A TREADMILL THEY ARE ON
THEIR YOUTH AND FREEDOM ARE ALL BUT GONE
CHILDREN OFF THEIR OWN AND NO MONEY TO SPEND
THEY GET ON WITH THEIR LIVES AND KEEP UP THE TREND
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Kendrick Avatar
October 30, 2020 at 4:40 AM
Parenting is not an easy task and one can only hope that they do a good job and release those young ones on the world to find their place. We hope for the best for each new generation. Sara
Theraven Avatar
August 10, 2020 at 8:15 AM
Hello gerald, I like this poem's message of futility through generations in repetition. Especially the stanza that included 'THEY REALISE WHAT A TREADMILL THEY ARE ON THEIR YOUTH AND FREEDOM ARE ALL BUT GONE'. I would change the title to 'C'est la vie' if you were going for the French saying "that's life". But your meaning came through just the same. -Richard
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