Child of Mine

mom and daughter

 

 

 

 

 

 

Child of mine, lost

in worlds not of my making.

Would that I could

steal into those worlds with you,

Caper through valleys,

chasing dragons and dreams.

Or scale a mountain and together

stand silent at a sunrise

plump with promise,

While I watch its light and joy break into

those dark eyes of hidden places.

 

I would speak to you then

in the land’s wild tongue.

Catch echoes of my love

whispered back on a distant breeze.

Perhaps your world resounds already

with songs and laughter,

wrought in night-and-day dreams.

And my voice?

My voice is all but lost to you.

 

Yet, still I will come,

Running and chasing.

Declaring devotion.

And always,

always

marvelling at the mystery:

Child of mine.

 

Poem by Joan Campbell / Image from Shutterstock

 

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11 Comments

  1. Beautiful and sad poem at the same time…

  2. Beautiful!

  3. Yvonne Geldenhuys

    So hauntingly beautiful – gave me goosebumps!

  4. Described so simply and yet so displays complexity at the same time – a masterpiece!

  5. Wow! This is so beautiful

  6. I was thinking of you today and how inspirational you are; especially in being so open and honest in your writing; which is so beautifully expressed! I loved the poem and felt the longing and love – thank you for sharing

  7. Amazing & absolutely beautiful!!

  8. Thank-you for entrusting us – your readers – with your vulnerability. I feel I am tiptoeing on sacred ground. The beauty is in the truthfulness.

  9. Beautiful Joan. Your words may sometimes ‘seem lost’ but each day they lay a little more of the foundation for greatness in your children…. just consider that beautiful poem by Ashyln! You are a marvel….do you recognise that in yourself?

    • Ha ha! Thanks. Sometimes it’s hard to see in the day-to-day demands of life. It’s great to have friends to remind us of it though!

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