To My Children 03 Poem by Adrian Flett

In the adult still I see the child.
It's no desire to reverse the clock
but I see now I'll need one day
to leave you and grandchildren behind.
This is a natural thing not to be grieved.
For each a short walk/swim in the gene pool
in the long trail that started where?
and where will it end?
As my offspring marches on so
I wish I could stay and watch and take care
It is not so much that I want to stay,
and I do, but when the time comes
I'll not want to go.
I know I'll not want to leave you all.


16/09/2010