Progeny's Course
They met
Love set
Passion
Ration
One night
Just right
Egg rent
Pregnant
Grows fine
Months, nine
No room
In womb
One morn
Girl born
Healthy
Wealthy
Mum, Dad
So glad
Joy flows
She grows
First tooth
Marks youth
Cute child
Bit wild
A's bid
Bright kid
Teens rule
High school
College
Knowledge
Great job
Chuck Schwab
Nice perk
Hard work
No beaus
Propose
Time, past
Gone fast
Turn page
Mid-age
Lumps, hers
Cancers
Treatments
Intense
Fight's tough
Too rough
Such pain
Wits wane
Folks come
Cry some
Tears swirl
Their girl
Wet eyes
Goodbyes
Hands held
Hearts meld
Last breath
Come, death
Kiss cheek
Soft, meek
Dress, best
Laid rest
Dad, Mum
So glum
Child gone
Fair fawn
Last toil
Life's coil
Joy hewn
Too soon
Turn, leave ...
Now grieve
Man, wife
That's life
Wheels turn
Live ... learn.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Fabulous Fun Footles" Poetry Contest, Jan Allison, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2017
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