The Tender Years
From the moment you see the babies face the face you have waited 9months to see.
The immense love overwhelming you, the hopes and dreams to follow
These are the tender years.
The first smile even though it was probably wind,
The first tooth you forget the nights of non-sleep, when baby cries in pain
The first step, the re-organising of the room so no injury can be had
The first word you argue whether it’s dadadad or mamamam that is said
All add up to be the indispensable time
That is engraved on your mind , Indelible, always will be there
Surely these merit being called,
The tender years.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
