Friday, February 18, 2011


Everything is new, unknown,
So much to learn before you're grown.
Wind and rain and moon and sun.
When to walk and when to run.
Learn to sing and learn to fly
Before it's time to say goodbye.
In awe we watch you day by day,
As each one learns to find his way.
Though we wonder what may be,
We'll hope you all live long and free.

1 comment:

  1. Gardenpoet, you have fans! Your poems
    are so thoughful, sweet, poignant.