Charmaine Chircop Poet Free verse

My Child My Only Child

 Quieter than usual I stand alone in my verandah
looking over a lamp-lit street-bench.

Across the ocean      a plane lands down onto the runway
where my wind- swept words would not be heard
and my mascara stained cheeks will not be seen.


Lost  I whisper:  "Farewell         my little child       Farewell

Embark on your journey...

Go  chase the  stars   Live life    Count a thousand ways to smile
Spread those wings     Fly  free     Build up your destiny

Go girl     Explore the world       Ride on its  golden wheel
It takes you places       magical places     wherever  you want to be

Do all the things you aim to do      Believe in all that makes you    you

Walk     Run       Run through lavender fields   Don't turn your back  on the foreign breeze
Its sweet   Its soft      Like I described it       A million nights into your sleep.

Oh my one       my only child       a maltese  beauty
 with noicettes  eyes     with sweetest charms and hazel hair

When was it that you turned into a lady  of a kindred soul    and a smile so fair

Oh my one    my only child     with a determined mind and a spirit sublime

In my absence      Do not fear           In lonely silence seek me          and I'll   be there

Shawling your solitude with sudden care        Humming a lullaby  on our old rocking chair

Covering cold nights with blankets of love      Whispering stories about God above.

Oh my one   my only  child        I know there's cursed distance that will keep us apart
  but distance is only a grain compared to my heart

Its the heart of a mother that beats to your own         And wherever you are
It  keeps on protecting you           It keeps being your home.

My child   My one only child ..."  




Ps : My daughter Christina is still very young,  but a mother sees not only the past and the present when She thinks of her child, the future is a vision She thinks of from day one with soul, heart, and mind.

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Alexis Y. November 24, 2016 at 9:22 AM Hi Charma, You have penned a beautiful heartfelt poem that brought tears to my eyes. I can relate to this touching write. We parents (mothers) tend to think about our child's well being. The past, present and the future. However, we must focus on the now, because they grow up so fast. All we can do is be the best parents we can be, and when they are grown we can be confident that they will be alright. Well done. A without a doubt seven:-) Alexis

Frank Sheehan November 15, 2016 at 2:09 PM They truly are a treasure. Enjoyed the read.

Judy Ball November 13, 2016 at 2:52 PM This is beautiful and so well expressed. Every mother feels for her children. A woman with many children was once asked which one was her favorite. She said the one that's sick until he's well again. The one that's sad until he's happy again and the one that's away until he comes home again. Bravo my friend. God Bless, JB

Paul Callus November 11, 2016 at 12:33 PM We never know what life has in store for us and our beloved ones. As you say, we cannot help thinking, and worrying, about our children's future. We want the best for them, especially happiness. Luckily your daughter has a loving mum to whom to turn to for advice and words of comforting, if ever the occasion arises. I love this poem...very touching and beautiful. ~ Regards // paul

Richard Lamoureux November 10, 2016 at 12:31 AM Hi Charmaine, I think you meant Quieter for the first line. Your daughter is fortunate to have you as a mom. She sounds lovely like her mom. Hugs Rick

Paloma P November 9, 2016 at 12:43 PM Be still my motherly heart. I gasped at the beauty of these sentiments. "Run through lavender fields", may the childlike innocence be within her spirit always. Another fave and a standing ovation. 7++

Sunlite Wanter November 7, 2016 at 5:58 PM There you go again, touching my very heart. I've been through what you're poem is about - saying goodbye and please come home at the same time to a daughter.

Jan Allison November 7, 2016 at 2:48 PM I had a huge lump in my throat reading your touching poem . They grow up so so quickly Charma - who knows what the future will bring but Christina will go far - she is an incredibly bright little girl and has inherited her mother's beauty:-) hugs Jan xx

Chris Green November 7, 2016 at 9:29 AM Your poem today is so deeply touching and filled with joy and happiness and a little sadness and missing. It is hard to let them go when they are of age, but we have no choice if we want them to create their own lives and future. All we can hope as parents is that we have given them the guidance to do what is right and to become successful in what ever they desire. Enjoy these days of now Charmaine, because the future comes at a rapid pace leaving us wondering, when did they grow up.

Tim Smith November 7, 2016 at 9:28 AM That day will one day come and you will be saddened but you also will be joyous knowing she is about to embark on a journey of a lifetime. Don't worry she will still seek your guidance. Beautiful poem Charma